Steinwald’s Riki and Rouze’s Riki started the night under arcade lights, letting the noise, colors, and small wins carry the mood without trying too hard to make it something bigger. It was never about winning every round, being there, playing it through, and keeping everything easy like it naturally falls into place. Riki Steinwalds said, “Lu serius mau main lagi, udah jam dua? Koko cece lu nelpon gua nih.” “Yaelah, alay lu, baru jam segini,” The word Rouze’s Riki said. Small talks like that, but somehow making the night feel more alive.

After that, Steinwald’s Riki and Rouze’s Riki merely stepped through streets with no real destination, letting the energy settle into something calmer. The conversations came and went, mixed with silence that didn’t feel awkward at all. “Capek, kaki gua putus kayanya?”, “Kok gantian lu yang alay, ini baru keluar dari mall… :),” no rush, no need to prove anything, just moving side by side, letting the shady stretch a little longer than it should.