Arcade

Priscilla, her energy seemingly boundless after the spa day, bounced on the balls of her feet as they exited the restaurant.

"Alright, ladies," she declared, a mischievous glint in her eyes, "who's up for some arcade mayhem?"

Ilya, a grin spreading across her freckled face, was the first to respond.

"Arcade? You had me at 'mayhem'! Count me in!"

Lilith, however, remained silent, her expression unchanging. Arcades, with their flashing lights and cacophony of sounds, were anathema to her. The last thing she wanted was to be surrounded by a boisterous crowd, her focus shattered by the incessant beeps and blips of video games.

Sensing Lilith's hesitation, Priscilla nudged her playfully.

"Come on, Lilith," she coaxed. "Lighten up a bit! It'll be fun. Besides, you need to work on your competitive spirit."

Lilith crossed her arms, a small frown creasing her brow.