alt!
"Heh. Dude, you suck at this game."
Mordecai sets his controller down, then holds his arm out to the man sitting beside him. "Well, a bet's a bet. Hand it over." The screen in front of them shows two fighters bouncing in place, the score above their heads indicating that in fact the bluejay was victorious for this round. "Seven dollars, dude. Don't cheap out on me. We had a deal."









