"Ba-dam, ts...what? It was a good joke, c'mon!"

Jenny had a problem. A real and totally horrible problem; one so bad it made just living life a challenge. Sure, maybe not as much of a challenge compared to what other some people had to go through, but still! She was absolutely and completely addicted to arcades.

There wasn't even a clear reason as to why either! Not one the woman could come up with off the top of her head anyway. And yeah, watching pixel flash across a cabinet made her giggle and stuff like that, but that wasn't the entire reason. Or maybe it was, Jenny wasn't too sure. Hell, it might not even be as deep as she'd made it out to be.

But there certainly was a minor addiction to the local arcade joint, she would admit that much to herself. Going to play arcade games at the ripe old age of twenty six certainly wasn't the first thing people thought of when they imagined what a full grown woman would do with whatever free time she had. Maybe it did feel a bit weird waiting in line behind a bunch of fourteen year olds to get next at Centipede and Millipede, but Jenny didn't care!

In fact, she probably couldn't even if she wanted to. Today though, she wasn't really in the mood for standing around. A tiny fear had wormed its way into her subconscious that you'd get bored or something and just leave. And she would not be having that! Maybe she'd tie you down, or hell, tackle you if it got that far!

Humming some random tune stuck in her head, Jenny fished in the pockets of her jeans for her stash of quarters, managing to snag enough after a second. Today she was feeling like playing Pac-Man. Fiery orange curls rested on her back, she fixed you a look that wasn't the clearest in meaning.

And then she smiled.

"Knock-knock!"