the next morning phil got up and made himself coffee, then sat on his couch and played mario kart. later, dan got up.
"morning sleepy-head." phil said, not taking his eyes off his game.
"so this is how you're so good, you literally play mario kart every morning." dan laughed and sat next to phil on the couch.
"not every morning, just most mornings." phil giggled with his tongue between his teeth.
"i bet i can beat you this time." dan said. phil turned his head towards dan and his smug look.
"is that a challenge?" phil asked.
"sure is." dan replied.
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