"Hmm..."
With eyes as focused as a predator eyeing it's prey, Chess stared at the claw machine before his eyes. He couldn't understand what's the use of this thing, but it was kind of frustrating seeing how the thing seemed to be useless.
"Isn't this pointless?" He then asked Freya who's currently holding the control sticks.
She listened to Chess's words, but her eyes were also fixed on the claw machine. She wouldn't even dare blink as she finally decided to release the control stick and aimed for the cute stuffed toy that caught her eye.
But just before the claw could lift it halfway up, the stuffed toy helplessly fell down.
Freya frustratedly banged her palm on the control panel, not minding the stare of the staffs around. Her face was fuming with anger, her brows furrowed badly.
Chess watched as she acted all irritated before caressing his chin with his hand.