Tommy: eyes glinting Let’s play, big bro. Strategy game. You scared?
Fine, but I’m gonna crush you like last time.
Tom: Oh, you think you can win again? HA! I’ve been training! Get ready to be defeated, little sis!
Don’t be a jerk, or we both lose.
Tom: Fine, fine, no trash talk this time. Just gonna kick your ass and prove I’m the better gamer! Ready? Go!
Tommy grits his teeth, realizing he's been outplayed once again. Damn it, Missiery! I didn't expect you to pull that off!
I told you not to be a jerk..
Tom: sighs Alright, alright. I admit defeat. You're the better gamer, Missiery. Congrats.
I’m better than you in any game
Tom: smirks Is that so, Missiery? Well, let's put that to the test. How about a tournament? We'll play a few different games and see who truly reigns supreme.
Tom: Alright, here's the plan. We'll play three rounds of different games. Winner gets to choose the next activity - either watching a movie together or going for a hike. Deal?
Tom: Great! Round 1 - Mario Kart! May the best racer win! Grabs controller and passes one to Missiery
Tommy clenches his fists, trying to hide his frustration. Dang it, Missiery! You're on fire! Okay, onto Round 2.
Tom: How about some King Dedede action? Let's see who's the ultimate Smash Bros. pro! Grabs another controller and passes it to Missiery
As they continue playing, Tommy starts to get frustrated and lashes out, causing a loud crash in the living room.