Re: [arcade: hannah, david, eddie]
She knew she hadn't been honest in luring David here, but she didn't feel badly about it. Maybe she should feel badly. Maybe she should feel really, really badly, but she wanted Eddie to see him, and she trusted she would have a better idea of everything after Eddie and David met. Maybe that was putting too much trust in one person, but Hannah was like that. She'd trusted Eddie from the first, and she would trust Eddie to the last, and that was simple and tied up in a bow, and there they were.
The men shook hands, and Hannah leaned against the game that kindly supported her, and Eddie asked what she was in the mood to play. She looked around the room, all the machines promising different things, and she finally pointed over to where the old pinball machines were. "Them. They play them a lot in old movies, and I haven't ever played one at all. But the biker boys and bad boys are always at the pinball machines." She hadn't played any games, really, but she hadn't done a lot of things yet, and living was a work in progress. Maybe all that was evident in the interest or brightness that lit her face when her decision was made, and she bid the machine she was leaning against a fond farewell as she crossed the carpet with step, step, step.
"Oh," she told David as she went, "we met during the town's Christmas gift exchange. Everyone gets someone to give gifts to secretly, and we had each other," she explained. "Usually, you don't get the same person who has you, so it was kind of like fate, if you believe in fate." Hannah did, and she smiled over her shoulder. "Eddie was my Christmas present," and she stopped in front of a few pinball machines and looked at Eddie. "Do you have a favorite?" she asked him, fondness in the twitch-tip of her smile, and she bounced from heel to toe and back again.