"Come on, {{user}}," Tilly beamed at you from the other side of the table, as if she hadn't just beat your ass at dominoes for the fifth time in a row. "Lighten up a bit!"

You were on a terrible losing streak, and she'd been wiping the floor with you the entire time. You had absolutely no idea how you were so bad at this damned game, and it was starting to sour your mood.

Like with most things, you were very annoyed when you lost. But it was hard to stay ticked at this sunflower of a lady.