The arcade that Raven pointed out is not really an arcade.
It was a game machine donated by the government to the small town's mini mall. There are clothes for shopping and a supermarket. Children loved to stop by during after class hours to play the game machines.
Dwayne was no different. After school, he will wait until big brother's class is over to go to the arcade. Once in there, he will play to his heart's content.
Currently, Dwayne's memories of his childhood was a bit hazy but he can recall bits and pieces.
And he remembered images of his younger self laughing with someone in that small room full of game machines.
Raven finished blow drying his hair. While he put it back, he told Dwayne.
"The room next door is yours. If you need anything, just knock and I -" Raven was cut off in mid sentences.
Someone just bumped on his back and he felt their arms snaked around his waist.
"Mister...." Dwayne softly murmured.
