"I'm sorry, buddy. You can't win." I said arrogantly as I performed my signature on him.
"Don't be too cocky, I can counter it." He replied back but he wasn't able to counter the move. I giggled as my signature was perfectly executed.
"AND THIS, IS FOR THROWING THAT BALL TOO HARD AT MY CHEST!!!" I playfully screamed as I gave him an RKO, followed by a pin.
1-2-3!!! Match is over.
Seth just stared blankly and looked back at me worriedly, "I thought you said it was okay?" He sounded startled.
"Hahaha! I did!"
"Look, I'm real sorry alright? I felt bad when I hit you, accidentally."
"It's all good!"
"Then why are you like doing some payback through RKO'ing me?"
"C'mon, don't take that seriously! It's part of the tension in these kinds of matches!" I said and tried to make him feel better.
"Okay, cool. But let's have a rematch!" Seth requested.
"Nah-uhh, I don't want to. I'm tired of beating you over and over again." I said lazily as I put the controller back on the table.
"Just one more match, one last one! I promise to beat you this time." He begged once more.
"NO. I wanna eat." I stressed and leaned back on the couch. Seth gave up. Frustrated, he stood up and walked to the bathroom. I laughed.
Seconds later, Brian came into the living room with some snacks.
"How's your chest?" He asked casually, placing the tray of cinnamon rolls and juice drinks on the tea table.
"It's fine now. The ball bruised it, but I'm feeling better." I replied while rubbing the bruised part.
"Good. But that explains you ain't good at catch no more." He laughed.
"Shut up, I wasn't paying attention at the ball 'cause you were distracting me!" I argued.
"Excuses....." Brian ridiculed and laughed mockingly.
"Whatever." I muttered as I held the bill of my cap from behind, tilting it down to my neck.
For a moment there was silence, and it was then broken when Brian thought of messing around with me again. He took my cap off my head and I struggled trying to get it back from him.
"Hey!" I yelled and stretched my arms out trying to have a grab of it but my arms were too short, and Brian was holding it high above his head, laughing at my epic-fail-moment. He dropped it on the floor and went to ruffle my long black hair with both of his hands. I hated it when someone tried to mess with my hair, but just because this was Brian doing it, I was enjoying it a bit much.
"Brian," Seth's voice stopped us from our little cat-and-mouse-fight.
"Yeah?" He asked.
"I need to go now, they called and told me the whole clan is like comin'. Darn." Seth stated in disappointment.
"Wow, that's just sad." I mumbled as I fixed my ruffled hair back into place.
"Don't I know it. Anyways, I really gotta go now. Bye Bri, bye Ash." He said and gave each of us a low-five. He disappeared.
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