#i remember you...i think

Against the backdrop of crashing waves, nestled in a colorfully lit arcade section of the Boardwalk’s midway, Mary Sue is complaining.

“Geez, why call it a claw machine when the claws don’t even work?! Hmph!”

Her face is plastered to the window of a crane game, looking forlornly at the mountain of plush toys trapped inside just out of reach. Once again, she swipes her phone to pay the machine some Dust before reaching for the controls. The fluffy sheep seem to mock her with their smiles as her claw closes around one’s horns...and slip right off as the crane retracts.

"NoooOOOOoooOOOOoo!”