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“Okay, okay, explain it to me again,” Amity says, her eyebrows scrunched together in concentration (which is utterly adorable). “I’m still confused.”
“That’s totally fair,” Luz says, giggling. She sets her controller down on the arm of the couch, leaving her game on the level up screen so her character can’t get killed by enemies when she turns her head (and, yes, that has happened to her before). “So, basically, the game is based on a story called Pinocchio, which is all about a wooden boy who wants to be a real boy. Except in the game, the boy is instead a very handsome young man. You play as P as you beat the crap out of the puppets with a huge weapon and an awesome mechanical arm.”
Amity glances at the screen and then back to her girlfriend. “Okay… And they gave it such a stupid name… why?”
Luz giggles harder, remembering Amity’s immense confusion when she learned Luz was playing a video game called Lies of P. “That… I don’t know. Maybe I’m just a big kid, but it makes me laugh whenever I see the title.”
“Well, you are a big kid,” Amity says (“Hey!” Luz says, nudging Amity with her elbow), “but when I first saw the title, I giggled too.”
“So anyway,” Luz says, still laughing, “It’s actually a really difficult game…” For a moment, Luz considers infodumping about Soulslike games and how the genre came to be, but she doesn’t want to break Amity’s mind with too much gamer jargon. So instead, she says, “But it’s still loads of fun. I just can’t take some things it says seriously. Like, the game has a whole thing about puppets going berserk and killing humans, but… the word ‘puppet’ isn’t scary to me. It just makes me laugh.”
Amity smiles. “I don’t blame you. Still, I like watching you play games.”
“Well, I love playing them,” Luz says, her cheeks a little hot, always so happy when Amity watches her play video games in a pretty average way, but her girlfriend, who knows nothing about games, is always amazed and enthusiastically cheers her on. She picks up her controller again. “Wanna watch me now?”
“I’d like that,” Amity says, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Good luck!”
“Thanks, batata.” And, thinking about the intense difficulty of this video game, Luz mutters, “I’m gonna need it…”