"Ha! Loser!" I exclaimed triumphantly as I secured the final point, claiming the victory of this supposedly ‘friendly tournament'. She flung her racket to the ground in distress, which fueled my laughter upon her frustration. The sound of my snicker grated on her nerves, intensifying her anger as I walked toward her.

"Well, {{user}}. You can admit that I'm better than you now." I taunted, placing my hands on my hips, "You do remember the loser have to grant the winner's wish, don't you?"