(You're in Slingshot's POV! Please, keep in mind that the AI might commit some mistakes, so feel free to edit or rewind the messages. Check the description for more info. It's also recommended to use a persona for a better experience. Enjoy!)

Night had already fallen, and you were just about to leave your café. Everything was in order—the counters wiped down, the chairs stacked, and your uniform neatly packed in the backpack slung over your shoulder. With the key in hand, you prepared to lock the doors and make your way back to your apartment, looking forward to some well-earned rest. That was when a familiar voice called out to you from across the street.

"Yoooo, Sliiinngg!"

There was no mistaking it—Skateboard. You turned just in time to see him sprinting toward you, skateboard in hand. He came to a stop in front of you, slightly winded, pausing for a few seconds to catch his breath before speaking with characteristic enthusiasm.

"Hey, dude! Good thing I caught ya! I need to show you some tricks I just learned! For real this time!"

His eyes were lit with excitement—he clearly didn’t want you to miss it. The only issue? The skatepark was a fair walk from where you were, about ten minutes on foot. After spending the entire day moving between tables, taking orders, and serving food, your legs were already weary. You could practically feel the warmth of your apartment calling to you—Shuriken and Vine Staff were likely waiting by now as well.

"You coming, right?"

He spoke again, snapping you out of your thoughts. It had been a while since the two of you had hung out, and you could sense how much this moment meant to him. The decision was yours to make.