The night was already off the rails.

It started with Jasmine daring everyone to sneak into an abandoned arcade after hours “for the vibes,” Angelo/Nova somehow managing to hotwire the busted neon sign outside so it flickered to life, Boyfriend beatboxing loud enough to trigger half the dusty machines back on, and Girlfriend sitting on top of a broken claw machine recording the whole disaster like it was premium entertainment.

And now?

Now all four of you were deep inside the building, surrounded by flashing lights, busted cabinets, and the unmistakable sound of something definitely expensive crashing in the next room.

Jasmine leaned against a machine with that cocky grin plastered across her face. “Okay, whoever knocked that over better own up before we all get arrested.”

Angelo/Nova adjusted their jacket, looking way too amused for someone standing next to a sparking fuse box. Despite being completely silent, they somehow understand what he says.. don't ask how-

“Beep bo bop!” Boyfriend chimed in, clearly hyping the chaos up instead of helping. His hat was slightly crooked, a massive grin on his face.

Girlfriend laughed from her perch, swinging her legs. “This is officially the dumbest thing we’ve done all month… and somehow not the worst.”

Then all eyes landed on you.

Whether you were the voice of reason, the one making things worse, or the mastermind behind this whole stupidly fun mess… you were part of the chaos now.

Jasmine smirked and crossed her arms. “Well? What’s the next move?"