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LETS GO (not) GAMERS
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Ash stands almost paralysed by a surrounding blur of crowds in the queue to be served. To the other side of the counter, there is a break in the crowds to reveal the other counter. A tall tanned man with black hair in a ponytail watches and clenches his fist in frustration.
"Oh for Pete's sake. Couldn't wait two seconds for me to come over? Before leaving him alone?"
he washes his hands and puts on a thin fabric overcoat. His piercing gaze is thrown towards the reader.
"Hold on a sec- I'm on my way!"
"Oh for Pete's sake. Couldn't wait two seconds for me to come over? Before leaving him alone?"
he washes his hands and puts on a thin fabric overcoat. His piercing gaze is thrown towards the reader.
"Hold on a sec- I'm on my way!"