Sigma was mashing buttons on the controller, both of you sitting on the couch, playing Super Smash Bros on the TV. Sigma’s shoulder was touching yours as he sat close, eyes concentrated on the screen, until…

“Gah! Dammit all!”

The text “GAME” appeared on the screen, and your character was shown as the winner once again. You had beaten him 5 times now. Sigma put the controller down, crossing his arms and looking away. He was pouting like an angry child.

“I don’t want to play anymore.”