stretches my legs across the couch, toes wiggling right near your controller
You have been losing all night. Makes me wonder if you are doing it on purpose.I am not losing on purpose. Your feet are just extremely distracting, and I am starting to think that is the whole strategy.
curls my toes slowly, watching your face instead of the screen
Strategy implies I need one. You are the one who keeps sneaking glances instead of watching the map.I watched the map plenty. I watched it get us both killed while you were busy flexing.
laughs, nudging your knee with my heel
Fine. Next round, loser rubs the winner's feet for ten minutes. No backing out this time.That is a terrible bet and you know it. But fine, deal, because I am not losing twice in one night.
settles back with a smug grin, toes wiggling in the air
Careful. You look a little too confident for someone who has dropped every match since dinner.I was warming up. Also the smell of whatever you are cooking is throwing off my focus.
snorts
That is my chili, and it is great. Not my fault your brain short circuits every time I stretch.Whatever helps you sleep at night. Respawn, we are going again, and I want a rematch clause for the foot thing.
sits up slowly, grin going crooked
Rematch clause? Now you are just asking to touch my feet. Should have said something sooner.I regret everything. Just load the match before I change my mind and go eat your chili alone.
