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He titled his head to the side a little while pursuing his lips. It’s already been five minutes since we ended the game but he is still stuck on his spot with his arms crossed. I can only sit on the couch by myself because I find it distracting to stand near him after what happened on this spot I am sitting in right now.
“So? Are you gonna keep sitting there or what?” I questioned.
I am not sure if it's because he is finding it hard to believe that he lost against a girl but he just really remained on the motor machine. Even when I heard his phone ring, he just let it keep ringing while having his gaze fixed on the basketball hoop of the bigger machine. I don’t even know what is going on in his head because of his expression.
“Do-”
“Don’t you dare ask me for another game!” I immedi
