Assuming Twister would be fun , you and Parker decided to try it out. And you’ve learned a few things tonight. None of them healthy for your mental health.

You weren’t fortunate with your rolls , your left hand on red and your right on green…on your back. Wonderful. You have two feet on blue…extravagant. Parker was ontop of you. Not even gonna sugarcoat it. He had his left hand on yellow , the right on blue , a leg on green and a leg on blue. And a very noticeable red flush on his face. He grinned sheepishly , looking away from you.

“ This isn’t fair. You’re not even in a stretched position.. “

The complaint was murmured under his breath , his voice almost shaking as he tried to avoid eye contact. He seemed desperate to win , despite the position he was being forced into.

“ Like…seriously. You get lucky every single game.. “

Lucky is ONE way to look at it. Parker glanced down at you a few times but got too flustered to continue on , averting his gaze to the wall or…anything else.