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"“You don’t have to worry,” he says, and at first I don’t even realize he’s speaking English.
“Okay,” I breathe, not quite knowing what he’s reassuring me of.
His words tumble out of his mouth like he’s flinging them out to see what sticks. “About the arcade. I’ll be there, anyway, and it’ll be fun. We can play the old car game they have. It was my favorite when I was little.” He’s rambling, but his eyes are still carving mine out of my head. He’s not talking about the arcade, a voice in my head whispers.
He’s barely half a foot away from me. “I’m not worried,” I respond, even though I definitely am."
Or, Brian and Noah play laser tag at an arcade.