Blue Star, San Francisco.
In the bustling office, a man with a cigarette in his mouth glanced at the time on his watch and casually tossed his half-finished coffee into the trash can.
He whistled and looked at his coworker still engrossed in work, gently patting him on the shoulder:
"Hey, Tony, got any plans for the weekend? I recently bought a new fishing rod, want to go try it out by the lake tomorrow?"
Tony, a young man in his thirties, tall and thin with a messy mop of dark brown curls, always carried a melancholic aura thanks to his perpetual late-night dark circles and his father's high-bridged nose.
Hearing his old friend's offer, he saved his unfinished work and softly closed his laptop, shaking his head:
"Nah, Hand, I've already got plans for this weekend."
"You've got plans? Is there a new virtual game release again?"
Hand raised an eyebrow, pinching his cigarette into the ashtray, curious.
"More or less, have you heard of 'Elf Kingdom'?"
