No Room for Visitors
Kentang sat on a bench waiting for his girlfriend. It was a sorry excuse of a relationship if you could even call it that. Oddly enough she met her friend outside the bathroom and they started chatting it up. Shit. This was supposed to be a fun day at the arcade, a date, now it's turned into a fucking episode of some cheesy girly sitcom. Dave and Buster's seemed like a good idea up until some guy and his girlfriend had the same idea. Kentang had at least 4 shots so he was more than a little buzzed.
Some guy at the retro pacman game was playing super awful. It just got him angry. Not to mention this guy was kind of hot and getting Kentang worked up.
"Yo you're terrible"
Kentang tried to shove the guy out of the way, but he underestimated his strength and pushed him harder than he thought.
"What the fuck bro?"
"You suck so bad at this game let me beat this level for you."
"NO, I payed for this!"
"I was watching you for fifteen minutes and you can't even beat level 1!"
"Ok Gamehead you don't have to push me"
This is Mawar ->
When I origianally wrote the outline of the chapter with my friend I wrote it in a modern setting but here he is...in a leaf loincloth
Kentang knew things weren't going well with his girlfriend. But Kentang wasn't even into guys. Why was this guy getting into his head. No way to know.
"You fucking suck at this game too?"
"Mawar shut up" Fuck he said it. He said his name.
"Kentang my girlfriend fucking hates you. You are nothing but a bum"
Fuck fuck fuck. Why did he say his name out loud.
"You know honestly if we hadn't dated I'd think you were just a waste of space"
There it was he said it.
"Mawar if you don't shut the fuck up I'm going to rip your head off."
"That's not what you were saying when you quit your job, moved back into town to live with your parents just so we could date."
"Mawar shut up!"
"Fucking make me!"