Reina huffed, frustrated. She waved her phone and paid for another set, gathering her darts and aiming carefully. The stupid darts just bounced off and hit the floor with a thud, one by one. “Damnit-” she muttered, ready to pay for one more try. When someone approached the booth as she picked up her darts, she turned to them with a hopeful look. “’scuse me? Are you good at this? I’ve been trying to get the big alien for half an hour, but I just can’t get another win.”









