So reluctantly, Ezra slowly lowered the cats from his lap. "I'm sorry, kitty, I have to go."
Letting out a sigh of relief as he watched the two cats went back to sleep comfortably on the carpet, Ezra tried to move away, grabbing his drinks. "Where else do you want to go?"
Sure enough his legs were shaking a bit as he tried to stand up, Ezra asked the man walking beside him. It was almost dark, he thought they should go back to the apartment.
The man, Raphael, ignoring the question, lips unmoving then he cleared his throat, "Just follow me," putting on a casual face. They walked towards a familiar street, this was the way to arcade, Ezra and Raphael used to come here often during their high school day.
The place was not too crowded, but still noisy with loud music.
"It's been a while since we were here."
