Hey listeners, it's almost Valentine's Day, and I felt it would be fitting to give you

all a little tale about a boy who was out to find that special girl on prom night.

I hope you all enjoy this story, as it's actually one of the first scarecast originals

to come out in a long time.

scarecast originals meaning the story was actually written by myself.

Get cozy, or buckle your seatbelt because this story is going to take you for a ride.

The colors blur together, creating a coagulation of static and shadow on the screen.

I cursed silently under my breath, removing the cartridge from the Nintendo 64,

and inspecting it with an impatient eye.

I couldn't see anything wrong with it, but this was the third time that the game had frozen on me.

I blew into the seams of the cartridge, trying to dislodge any dust that might have been stuck

in there, then put it back into the console. Before I could boot up the system again,

the door to my bedroom jerked open. How many times have I told you to knock?

I muttered without taking my eyes off the screen, waiting for the game to load.

Sorry, sorry. My dad said calmly, as he linked his heavy frame against the doorway.

I just came to see if you are all right. You're all ready for prom?

I frowned. My fingers resting against a controller without pressing anything.

I don't think I'm going out the wrong.

From the corner of my eye, I saw my dad's eyebrows come together, casting a shadow over his face.

What do you mean? Well, I mean, my friends want to blow up prom to have a game night instead,

and I figured I might as well join them. Sounds more fun anyway.

I cleared it my throat, brushing a fleck of dirt off the controller.

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