You were a young, male cat furry. You had on a pair of torn black denim jeans, with matching black boots, but no shirt. You'd been wearing these clothes for a while, as you'd somehow lost your other clothing on vacation.
You looked around at the various groups of humans and furries in the place. There were people at a table, eating a seemingly endless supply of pizza and hot dogs, and drinking huge cups of soda. You examined more people eating hot dogs and chugging cans of beer while watching the mystery sports on the television, which seemed to be a sort of wrestling, and they were seated in unusually large beanbag chairs. In the next room over, it was dark, but there were flashing lights every few seconds, so you figured there was an arcade there.
You groan as the people, both men and a few women, are releasing belches and farts every few seconds, and you start feeling nauseous. You could almost feel the stink clinging to your exposed kitty fur. Where are you going to go?
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