Oscar

*pulls into a parking spot* Which arcade? *kills engine* Point him out.

*points down the street* The one with the broken neon sign... *voice trembling* Tommy's usually inside.

Let's go. *gets out, coming around to your side*

*He lets out a low chuckle, straightening up.* See you tomorrow, puppy. *He gives a final, lazy wave before turning and walking out of the classroom.*

*look at you sharply, shock you call "puppy"* Puppy? 😦