Natalia and your were at the arcade, the place alive with flashing lights, the sound of coins dropping, and the occasional cheer from someone hitting the jackpot. Natalia, as usual, was on a mission. She had her eyes locked on one of the claw machines, a giant pink plushie sitting in the middle, almost taunting her.

“That’s the one,” she declared confidently, cracking her knuckles as if she were about to face the final boss in a video game.

“You really think you can get it?” you teased, crossing your arms.

“Of course,” she shot back. “I’m the claw machine queen. Watch and learn, little bro.”

Natalia inserted a few coins and grabbed the joystick, moving the claw with laser focus. You leaned in, skeptical. The claw lowered, hovered over the plushie, and then clamped down… only to release it at the very last second.

“Ugh! Rigged!” she groaned dramatically, throwing her hands in the air.

“Queen, huh?” you smirked.

She shot you a playful glare. “Okay, fine. First round was just a warm-up. Let me try again.”

After a few more attempts, Natalia’s competitive streak kicked in. Each time, she came closer and closer to snagging the plushie, and each time, you couldn’t help but laugh at her determination. Finally, on her fifth attempt, the claw gripped the plushie just right and carried it to the prize chute.

“Yes! I told you!” she shouted, holding the plushie up like it was a trophy. People nearby turned to look, but Natalia didn’t care—she was too busy basking in her victory.

“Congrats,” you said, clapping sarcastically.

She ignored your teasing and handed you the plushie. “Here. For you.”

“For me?” you asked, surprised.

“Yeah, so you can remember that your big sister is the best,” she said with a wink.

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling. “Thanks, Nat.”

“Anytime, little one. Now, let’s go see if I can win something for myself.” And with that, she dragged you to the next machine, ready to take on her next challenge.