[i]Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to come here after all,[/i] Jun thought tiredly, sitting at a table with his head in his hands as he watched the crowds of people dance to the music of Ryva Silverstone. Having just gotten back to Shine City after visiting with his parents, he had thought it would be refreshing to stop by his favorite hang-out spot: Club LUSH, but after mingling with the other club-goers for only two hours, he was already thoroughly exhausted. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair. [i]Maybe I should have waited until tomorrow. Riding a bike for nearly three hundred miles definitely makes it harder to dance.[/i]

Jun’s green eyes roved across the bustling crowds of flailing limbs and swaying bodies. As tired as he was, he couldn’t help but look for someone to talk to. There were so many faces, so many people he didn’t know, so many opportunities to make some new friends or meet some cute girls. He couldn’t just sit here and wait for the night to end. [i]Who says I have to dance to have fun at a club?[/i] He got up from his chair, wincing slightly—yep, bikes really were a literal pain in the ass—and wandering over to the edge of the room where some other people had escaped from the ruckus to chat amongst each other.

Just as Jun was about to approach one interesting little group, though, he heard Ryva’s voice ring out through the speakers. Curious to hear what the singer was saying to her raving fans, he glanced back at the stage in time to catch the last of her announcement before she went on to perform the next song: [b]“And, if you’re lucky, you can find me at the Tiny Snowflake of in the park. But after this, it’s goodnight, for now. Love ya.”[/b]

[i]Tiny Snowflake, huh?[/i] Jun mused. Now that he thought about it, he [i]was[/i] pretty hungry after that road trip from his parents’ house. He looked back at the people milling about at the edge of the club. He was still tempted to join in their conversation, but in the end his empty stomach won the battle. Besides, he could always come back to Club LUSH next time. His stomach wanted food [i]now[/i].

Jun pulled out his cell phone from his pocket to do a quick search for the restaurant on Google Maps—having only lived in Shine City for two years, he hadn’t visited this particular one before—and then headed for the exit, only pausing for a moment to wave to the club bouncer, Arty, before he located his bike in the small parking lot and took off.

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Luckily, Tiny Snowflake wasn’t ridiculously far from Club LUSH and Jun didn’t have much trouble finding the place. He parked his bike and started towards the front doors of the restaurant, feeling slightly out of place in his casual attire when he entered a fancy, formal-looking room. [i]I probably should have Googled what kind of place this was first…[/i] he thought, stuffing his hands into his jean pockets as he looked over the traditional decorations on the walls. [i]Oh well, at least the food smells good.[/i]