Kael’s jaw tightened. The chat was going insane. SHE’S SO DEAD. NO, SHE’S THE BOSS. KISS HIM ALREADY.

And tonight, she was going to steal it.

She slipped a token into the machine. Her fingers danced over the joystick. She didn’t watch the claw; she watched the current . The arcade’s power grid hummed through her rings. She felt the weak solder joint on the claw’s wrist. At the exact microsecond the power dipped, she slammed the button. zoey luna bbybratzo

The claw jerked. It missed the starfish entirely. Instead, it snagged the base of the machine’s internal lockbox. Kael’s jaw tightened