Friday, July 24, 2015

100 Words a Day 663

I smiled to myself as “goddamnit” rang out from the living room, followed by a thud that I assumed was a controller hitting the floor.

“Still can’t beat him?” I called out, already knowing the answer.

“What the fuck do you think?”

“You could always look up a strategy online. I won’t tell anyone.”

“Screw you!”

I continued to put the dishes away, chuckling.

The sounds of video games resumed, unaccompanied by the previous sounds of anguish. I concluded Biff was pretty pissed off.

After careful consideration, I decided to join him in the living room and provide unsolicited advice.

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