@tzuchu:
Her eyebrows arched as she threw the male a contemptuous glance, though, admittedly, that lasted for less than five seconds, before she broke into a little fit of laughter: his argument was just too ridiculous for her to be able to hold onto her straight face, or any resemblance of that, really. “Actually, I can and will always win so long as you don’t practice the controls on that side of the keyboard more… it’s not my fault that every time you’re on num pad duty you can’t remember how anything works and you take a whooping, 爸爸!”
Certainly, those weren’t the only times she won because, in order for someone to even end up on that side of the keyboard, they had to lose a match first… but that was irrelevant. None of them really liked the num pad part, and there was no better way of finding out who was supposed to take it over. Though it was the truth that the person playing there usually lost. Not always, of course, but most of the time. The mystery had to run deeper than just that… but she was disinclined to try and solve it so far as it wasn’t her stuck there. “Now, don’t be a sore loser! One more go?”
⊰♯『ӎ』♯⊱ If there one was one PARTICULAR thing Mark hated when gaming, it was having to share a keyboard. It was silly and much too hard to play when there were restrictions like that. Then again, it wasn’t like they were playing a s e r i o u s game, oh no, they were only playing some silly web game on the interwebs; you know, the ones children would play on websites filled with hundreds of flash games. “ Honestly, I don’t even know why I keep playing this game. It’s so DUMB. “ The older complains as he gets himself comfortable to play another round. He didn’t have to say yes or no, it was obvious just through his actions what his answer was going to be.
“ Let’s just get this over with, I’m sure you’ll just win again as ALWAYS. “ The sore loser in him was obvious in his tone of voice. “ Last time, okay ? I can’t use the stupid numberpad anymore. “