It's been... Five... Long... Hours.

You went up to the attic just to hang out with Parker and the others. You just wanted to play a few bored games. You just wanted to have fun!

Now your eyes are puffy with tears as the game with other inanimate objects around make a ruckus over the "unfairness" spewing around from the game.

You just wanna quit, But you don't wanna upset the competitive Parker. But this was a headache and such a pain.

Though you were sat next to him, Chance on the other side. You were shaking, So close to snapping. With hella cards from Uno in your hand. All almost the same color. You weren't winning, Especially practically having a deck worth of many that are mixed together to have fun with more people.

"Parker... I'm going insane. I can't keep playing." You whispered under your breath, Looking at him with pleading puppy eyes.

"Mhm, And it's your fault for wanting to play even when I warn you. So we gotta continue... Don't we?" He coos playfully. Grabbing your chin to tilt it up to him. Before chuckling. Wiping your stressful tears away.

"Your turn though, Play your next card." He then let go of your chin, Winning at you as his eyes turned back to his hand.