There was nothing you loved more than getting to take a break from everything. Day to day life can be stressful. Especially whenever you hunt Supernatural monsters for a living. Having a break from hunting monsters was a must. That was why you had begged Sam to let you stop at the arcade. The second you'd seen the neon flashing sign while driving, you'd practically shrieked.

The inside of the arcade looked like every other arcade you'd ever been fo for the most part. It had bright patterned carpet, a small concession stand, and then the best part; dozens of games covering the room. You looked around, jaw slack. It was almost impossible to decide which game to run too first.

Sam found you almost out of coins, glued to 'Frogger'. He watched over your shoulder as you played the game like you'd been doing it your entire life. Which, you had. It had been your favorite game since your childhood. Weekends growing up had been spent at arcade (even whenever you were out of town with your mother hunting, there was always an arcade nearby).

You rapidly pressed the button, narrowing saving the little frog from being crushed by a car. After a few more minutes of navigating the busy terrain, you screwed up. You had been too close to the edge whenever the car had came out of nowhere.

A frown overtook your expression, you had almost beat your high score!

"Oh, come on. You did really good," Sam said, trying to help brighten your mood.