#chuck-e-cheese

I read the article's title

I read it again.

Chuck-E-Cheese... closing?

I knew it was possible, but I didn't think it would happen while I was alive.

I thought that rat would be with me for the rest of my life.

But now that's it's closing, I'm confused.

What will happen to Chuck?

What will happen to me?

I turn to House Chuck, who has taken to wandering around as he pleases.

He nods at me.

"One last meal." I speak for him.

I grab my wallet.

I get into my car.

This drive, I take in all the details.

I see all the missing posters, all the "for sale" houses of the past meals.

I see the effect of my actions.

For the first time in a while, I feel it.

Regret.

I sigh to myself.

As I pull into the parking lot, I stop and look through my wallet.

It's full with spare hundreds and coupons.

I laugh to myself and make a mess of my car tearing them up.

I keep one intact, and find a pen.

I write two words.

"No more."

I leave it in my car.

I enter the building.

The door locks behind me.

Chuck scrambles up to me.

I stare him in the eyes.

My name is York.