Richie
I was at the arcade when I saw a boy at the corner of my eye. He seemed to be struggling with the game street fighter.
I walk over to him. He's stuck on the last level. He groans as he dies. He puts another quarter in and tries again.
He does 3 more times.
"Hey when his health is at half press the button 4 times then move to the left" I say.
He looks back a me with a confused face.
"Just try it" he sighs and puts another quarter in. This time he does what I say and beats the level.
"YES" he screams. "Thanks you!" He says hugging me. "No problem."
"Names Richie. When did a pretty girl like you learn to play video games?" He asks in a British accent.
"Well my sister taught me. The names (Y/n). (Y/n) (L/n)." I giggle.
"Well I got to go but I'll see you here tomorrow Ms.(Y/n)." He says hugging me.
I nod my head hugging him back. As he leaves I giggle to myself.
'I just met this kid and I already like him'
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