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“Isn’t this place great? They opened in Vale some time ago, I didn’t know there were in Atlas as well!”
<span class="mu-i">I can see why this was opened in Vale first…</span> Exposed brick wall, artisanal beer and a sea of men with thick rim glasses and terrible beards. <span class="mu-i">If the café was Mistral in Atlas, this is Vale…</span>
“It’s an arcade with beer and no annoying children!” Coco says with enthusiasm.
“Cool.” <span class="mu-i">This isn’t an arcade, this is like some nostalgia ridden middle aged person's idea of an arcade. Real arcades are dirty and full of faunus getting into fights over VHA matches. There isn’t even any blood on the floor!</span>
Coco drags you to the counter. “This time there’s no excuse, the next time you have to do anything is in four days, so you will drink with me.”
“I don’t know Coco, what if Ironwood calls for me?” <span class="mu-i">Or a dangerous Grimm suddenly attacks.</span>
“No excuses. Bartender! Give us two craft MPAs and make it quick,” Coco demands with a smile that has the female bartender swooning. In a minute your drinks arrive alongside a folded piece of paper. Coco takes it and pockets it.
She whispers to you, “That was her number. Not gonna call.”
“What is up with you?”
“I’m in my element, baby! No more sand, scalding sun or having to take a shit on the back of the school because someone took a dump on the upper part of the one functioning toilet, now we are in civilization!” Coco downs her tall glass. “One round for everyone!”
The barcade celebrates in a very underwhelming way. “Why so quiet?” you ask.
“Because loud noises like clapping or cheering can stress neurodivergent folxs,” a girl explains. “I’m the manager here, please wear these complementary pronoun badges to avoid any stress from misgendering.”
“Wh-”
“Those will not be necessary.”
“I must insist you wear them so as to not alienate the non-binary, trans and queer people.”
“Isn’t queer a slu-?”
Coco hastily grabs a she/her and he/him pin. “O-of course! I’m happy to accommodate everyone! Love the shirt by the way.”
The girl grabs a hold of the t-shirt saying ‘Be Gay Do Crime’. “Gotta fight the power, am I right?”
“Yeah, you got it.” Coco does finger guns at her as she walks away. “Be Gay Do Crime? I should get one of those.”
“Why?”
“It’s the story of my life.”
You think for a second. “It really isn’t. And I doubt it’s her-”
“Their.”
“Yeah you’re right, everyone in the bar probably holds some ideals like that. They don’t seem to be fighting the power very well.”
The second round Coco offered comes. “Let’s go play.”
“That’s what we’re here for.” With that said, you walk away from the bar to the machines.
“No controllers,” Coco states. “Crap.”
“Don’t know how to use arcade stick?”
“Shut up bitch, I’ll still beat your ass. First I gotta ask, are you gonna take me on the bet of the loser drinks or are you a little bitch?”
>Accept.
>Reject.
