"Toss it, roll it," Phil urged as he shouldered Raelle when they were already ready on another venture of the game.
"Can you like, not pressure me?" Raelle complained, glaring at Phil. The ten-side dice was already in her hands, observing it carefully as she turned it from left and right, looking to which number she wished they would get—of course, the higher it is, the better.
"No one's pressuring you. But let it be higher." Shone remarked that earned another glare from Raelle and a playful high-five from Phil.
"Just toss it, Raelle. It doesn't matter what it would give us, as long as we're moving forward." Riley said, standing on the side with now her jacket uniform while the other was just newly washed and dried in her bag.
It was already morning again after the two days they took a
