Moonlight hovered over the city, illuminating the tall, crowded infrastructures. The lights shone beautifully— even at night, the city still maintained its striking appearance. Indeed, the city looked transformed once darkness fell.
As they moved, a calm breeze fanned through the streets, refreshing the mind.
The trio walked along the road, heading toward a mark on their map labeled CENTRAL GYM. Little did they know that their path would lead them to a familiar place.
A flood of taxis rushed by, all painted and designed like typical business cars from the human world.
"You need a ride?" the drivers called out, their right arms resting lazily on the lowered windowpanes, a stick dangling from their mouths which they played with skillfully.
"We're okay!" Jamie replied with a forced smile.
The drivers' hopes sank, curses following as they drove away. Seeing the trio had raised their expectations, but who could blame them? The boys had nothing to pay with—they were broke.
