Human After All

Archive Log: 11

"You're cheating."

"From what I know about this game, I believe it is impossible to cheat."

"Erm, no. No, David. Cheating is possible, it's very possible. Do you know how? You keep cards stashed away. You don't reveal the fact that you've got the card I'm asking for; that's how you cheat."

David sat cross legged and looking over the cards in his hands to Alma. She was sitting much the same, in between them on the coffee table sat the deck of cards. There were already a few pairs of four laid on the surface; Alma was endeavouring to teach David Go, Fish! He, like with all tasks he got set, was incredibly fast at learning. So fast that in fact Alma was determined on the fact that he was cheating. He did have moments of looking incredibly shifty. So she contributed that to either him scheming or him cheating, or just him generally thinking. It surely wasn't his natural expression which was a neutral small smile and a general content expression. 

"Got any sevens?"

"See! And that's why I say you're cheating!"

"I just picked a card from the deck like you said I had to, with the rules of this game, and all that."

"No you didn't, you fibber!"

David smiled and held out a hand. "Sevens?"

"I hate you right now."

"That's an impossibility." David said surely while Alma glared at him and handed over the precious collection of sevens that she had been pestering about for the past ten minutes of this game. And with the cards slowly and begrudgingly placed in his hand he placed the set of four down with a rather triumphant look on his face. 

"I don't want to play anymore."

"Is that because you're losing?" David smirked her way while fanning the cards in his hands out so he could see what he actually held. 

Alma frowned at him. Honestly when she suggested playing cards, she thought nothing of it. She thought it would be fun. This wasn't fun anymore. And like any other person, she looked offended and simply answered; "What? No! Of course not!" And David, much like anyone else looked so far from convinced it was a little funny. 

He raised an eyebrow, placed his cards face down so she couldn't see them and just rather comically nodded and said in a dry voice; "Uh-huh."

They stared blankly at each other for a while before Alma groaned and shut her eyes and rubbed them. David didn't technically need to blink, even if he did out of habit, or at least to further attempt to fit in with those around him. So of course he was going to win the stare off. He sat smiling happily with himself even as Alma peeked through her fingers with narrowed eyes. He didn't take her glaring to heart. She hadn't ever shown any annoyance to him, well, maybe there was once, but never again really. 

"Are there other games?" 

"I'm going to avoid Snap," Alma said while running a hand down her face. She strangely had mental images of David getting a little too into it and cracking the tabletop. "Solitaire is nice," by that she also thought it could be described as boring too. Boring, quiet, far from nice really. Yet David looked interested. He scooped up his cards and the deck and handed them to her from across the table.

"Show me," he said while watching as she picked up her cards and added them to the ones he was holding. 

Alma nodded and shifted around the table, she patted the floor beside her and David moved around. Shuffling the cards she looked up at him. "Do you enjoy playing cards?"

"It seems like a simple way to waste time." David stated instead. Alma just tilted her head, he sighed. "I don't have a comment really. There is something enjoyable about. If only to see your face when you lose."