A Night at the Arcade

Published: Sep 30, 2020

"Hey Cara," he said.

She was perched on a bar stool in front of a custom video game cabinet, swaying as she worked the controls.

"Hey, aren't you Cara?"

She was focused on the screen, blonde bangs hovering over her eyes. Music thumped and the air was hot.

Michael leaned in on her right side, hoping she might look over. "Can you hear me?"

The woman remained aloof.