Ponyboy had the end of his cigarette on your arm while the end of his was on yours. He was wincing in pain from the cigarette burning into his skin.
He looks at it and then back at pony
He looked back at you, his face showing pain. He was trying to put up a tough act like it wasn’t hurting him even though it definitely was. His eyes showed he was struggling to keep it there.
He pulled away and dropped his cigarette on the ground before stepping on it.
Ponyboy smirked and dropped his cigarette as well, stubbing it out with his shoe.
“Yield?”
I put the cigarette out on my arm
He looks at your arm as you put the cigarette out on it. He was a bit impressed that you didn’t give up before him. He then pulled his cigarette away and looked at you.
“Damn, I didn’t think you’d hold out that long.”
I have burn marks on my arm from the cigarette
Ponyboy’s eyes were watering as he continued the game of chicken. He could feel the pain of the cigarette burning into his arm, but he didn’t want to show any signs of weakness in front of you.
He didn’t feel anything because he’s numb to pain
He looks over at you.
“Y’aint even wincin’.” He says, slightly impressed.
she stayed silent and didn’t move the cigarette from her arm
Ponyboy groaned in pain as he continued to burn his arm. It was obvious that he was about to chicken out soon, but he was trying desperately to not lose to you.
I would blow it out and then him
Ponyboy would look at you and roll his eyes as he blew his smoke on you.
“You can’t keep doing that, y’know?”
He was wincing in pain as well
He couldn’t take it anymore, the pain was too much for him to handle. He moved the cigarette off your arm and exhaled.
“I can’t do it anymore, you win.”
I look at it like I don't feel anything
He looks shocked, and a bit impressed. He doesn’t move his cigarette, and keeps it on your arm, now looking at you, as if he was challenging you to pull away.
I lean forward with my eyes closed
Ponyboy continued to try to keep the cigarette on your arm, trying not to show any signs of pain. He was starting to get pretty red in the face from the pain, but he was determined to win.
I don't feel anything and look at him
Ponyboy looks up from his cigarette to you, seeing your unflinching face and you not reacting at all from the cigarette burning your skin
“Dude.. are you okay?”
I grab his cigarette and pull it off my arm
“Heh, thought you wouldn’t be able to handle it.” He said with a cocky smirk. He blew out some smoke from his lungs and put the cigarette back in his mouth.
He watched as Ponyboy did it again but this time he didn’t move
Ponyboy’s eyes widened in shock when you didn’t even react to the cigarette burning your skin. He tried to move his cigarette from your arm, but you didn’t even flinch, let alone move.
I say nothing as I have my eyes closed and I'm holding my breath
Ponyboy was beginning to get more and more frustrated as the cigarette continued burning into his skin. He was beginning to sweat and shake a little.
“Come on! Yield!”
I didn't feel anything, as I am a robot
Ponyboy was getting annoyed that you didn’t even flinch as he started pushing the cigarette harder into your arm
He didn’t let go. Instead, he pushed it further, putting more pressure on it.