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Wil wasn't sure whether Alex's snicker was a good sign, but she assumed it wasn't. Alex's blushing threw her off, and even when she tried to focus on the game, she still ended up missing the countdown. Stupid brain and it's stupid hormones, she thought. Still, she managed to catch up, clawing - and silently cursing - her way into the top five, or six whenever she messed up a turn. So long as she kept her attention on the game, she was fine. The mistakes happened whenever she glanced at Alex. That happened far more frequently than she would've liked. She was hoping to get a reaction, but all she noticed was that Alex was still blushing.
The sound of a character, presumably hers, trying to gain friction on sand brought her focus back to the game, again.
She leaned forward and pushed the button down harder, to the point where her finger hurt as if that would make Yoshi go any faster. It didn't, but it made her feel better. And distracted her from looking at Alex.
The sound of a character, presumably hers, trying to gain friction on sand brought her focus back to the game, again.
She leaned forward and pushed the button down harder, to the point where her finger hurt as if that would make Yoshi go any faster. It didn't, but it made her feel better. And distracted her from looking at Alex.