"Do not dare." Myles hollered at Brayden.
My brother is cracking up with the pride of approaching victory. Both boys are playing an NBA basketball game on Brayden's oculus quest and I am laying on my back on the sofa eating my dessert.
The whole time I only watched. They've been on the same activity since after dinner. And for the second time, Brayden is dominating.
"Oh, Mills, you're maimed."
They chuckled and took off the headset, shaking hands.
"Can I play next?" I chimed into their conversation while setting the plate of my dessert on the coffee table.
"You're a poor player." Brayden contended while they are both looking at me.
"I am not."
"Tell me the one time you aimed perfectly and score?"
"Let's see." My lips pursed as I pretend a calculative expression. "I can't remember
