As expected, the weekend before noon was a heaven for people who avoided crowds like them. With only five or six people inside, the place might as well belong to them.
Arthur looked at the glowing neon lights and the running LED displays, sighing in nostalgia. "Haa...it's been a while."
"Really?" Knowing the alpha was quite a gamer, Eugene raised his brows in surprise. He thought Arthur would frequent this kind of place--if not for the game, then for the sound. "Is it because of the smell?"
"Well, there's that, but..." Arthur scratched his neck awkwardly. "Don't you need to go here with a friend, at least?"
"Pfft--" Eugene turned his face away while clasping his mouth. When he turned his head back, Arthur was pursing his lips. "Ahem--I'm sorry."
But Arthur wasn't so forgiving this time. He bowed his lips and went for his secret defender. "Look, Princess--your papa is mocking Daddy..."
