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'Harry, you literally just hold A. It's not that hard!'
'Maybe not for you, Vik, but I've never played this before!' I laughed as I spammed the A button.
'I said hold, not spam!' he yelled, as something bad happened on whatever game we were playing.
'How am I meant to know! I don't even know what this game is!'
'You're rubbish mate.'
'I'm rubbish at a lot of things, you should know by now.'
'No you aren't. You're good at loads of stuff.'
'Like what?'
'Being inconsistent on YouTube. Challenging people who work at shoe shops with your 'tractor feet'. Loads of stuff!'
'Oh, you're funny.'
'I know.
But you're good at a lot of things, I bet. You just need to try some new talents.'
I looked over at him. He was focused on the game in front of him, but when I looked away... I swear that's when he looked back.

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