* ‘ ◞ 五条 ヘ G͟O͟J͟O͟ ﹕ whiterbone·
“ ah? ” brows furrowed, staring at his palm with the controller placed firmly within ( included with rules, can you believe this? just who takes wii sports games this seriously? ).
he only stares. “ what if i don’t want to use the strap? what’s the fun if you don’t let loose with some intense motions of video game baseball? do you not trust me that much, utahime? how about you put it on and i’ll just play pretend, yeah? ” his smile is wide, spinning the controller around his finger by said strap ( and not at all with the looming anxiety that it could fly right off and break anything with such a destructive force ).
“ hmm, makes me wonder how many tv’s were broken because of you. you’re sooooooo competitive, it’s almost boring! c'mon, shake those old bones! maybe then more people would tolerate you. let’s just start, ok? i’ll be player one! ”
HIS IMMINENT - PERTNESS VEXED UTAHIME, an inestimable cycle of Jujutsu faculty - heads antagonizing one - another, [ preeminently one-sided, in behalf of the mightiest shaman ] a single brow hauls - up & limbs fold below her bust, thus in congruence to the sequence of his quips the crease on the bridge of her nose scrunches further. ❛ THERE’S NO WHAT-IFS HERE, if there has a safety strap it is to be used . ❜ facial - traits distend of discomposure, the conceit of the wii-controller drifting out of his grasp ushered her to tackle an opportunity of plucking - away from him
❛ for your information, it wasn’t me who broke the TV screen. [ she shifts her heed to the menu, disregarding any of his satires ] well, you won’t be PLAYER 1 cause look . . . ❜ the pad of her forefinger indicates the first four - sided shape lit preceding to a faint sly - smile ❛ also, I don’t think we’ve your MII-AVATAR so you’re free to pick Nanami-san or Shoko. ❜
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