- S O L A R L U N E -

You enter the bar. Being early morning on a weekday, it's empty, save for a single man standing behind the countertop. He's a man of African-American descent in his mid-20's, and wears the-vest-and-tiny-bow-tie-combo classic bartenders always seemed to wear on TV. He looks at you with a kind smile.

He speaks to you:


[ Welcome. You must be tired. ]

[ Let me get you something refreshing. ]

[ You like video games? ]

  

[ YES NO ]

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