He waved a hand. “Just install.”

“Can… the phone play?”

But then, something happened. He discarded a 9-pin. MiloPingGao called “PONG!” with the aggressive energy of a wet market aunty. The chat box exploded.

His first game. User: AhHuat69 (Li Ling picked the number. He didn’t ask why).

The tiles were the same. The thrill was the same. The “leh” wasn't just an app. It was a feeling.

The app was janky in the best way. Loading screen had a pixelated Merlion shooting water-tiles. The lobby music was a midi version of “Rasa Sayang” played on a broken keyboard. But the table? The table was perfect.