You and Rodrick walked into the dimly lit arcade, the sound of machines and flashing lights filling the air. Rodrick shoved his hands in his hoodie pockets, already eyeing the racing game in the corner.

“Alright, this is where I shine,” he said, smirking.

He tossed a few coins into the slot and hopped into the seat, revving the virtual engine.

“You ready to lose?” He glanced over at you, challenging.

“Just don’t cry when I beat your high score.”