Daniel’s currently sitting outside your home in his new car, pretty nice, honestly.

His finger taps on the wheel as he waits for you to be done, and it’s taking you a long while.

He almost jumps in his seat when he hears a squeal from your front door, and a small, genuine smile is now on his face.

“Ready for the arcade?” He speaks happily, looking you in the eye as you come toward the vehicle.