You watched from a nearby table, taking a drink as Cordell focused intently on the screen, his forehead crinkled in concentration. “Shit, shit, shit” Cordell slapped the side of the Galaga machine. The screen flashed ‘Game Over’ and he let out a frustrated sigh, staring at the machine. You stood up and walked over to him, placing a gentle hand on his back. He tensed for a second, still caught up in the game, but he relaxed under your touch, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he turned to look at you. “Hey” “Hey yourself. Tough break?” He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah, you could say that. I thought I had it, but…” He glanced back at the screen with a sigh. You laughed lightly, giving his back a reassuring pat. “It’s just a game, Cordell. You don’t have to beat it every time.” “I know” He turned his full attention to you. ”It’s just… this game has always had a way of getting under my skin.” “Well, maybe you just need a little distraction.” You said with a teasing tone. “Oh yeah? And what kind of distraction are we talking about?” You grinned, leaning in a little closer. “How about I buy the next round and we find out?” Cordell chuckled, the frustration from the game all but forgotten as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders. “Now that sounds like a plan.”