Colorblind Twister (No Ship)

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Virgil stared at the spinner in front of him. Red, yellow, blue, and what was the last color again? He squinted closer at it as if it might magically appear waving a flag in a normal person's vision.

"Just call it out already!" Roman yelled, "Patton's about to fall onto me!"

that gave a giggle from Patton and an eye-roll from Logan, who was sitting on the opposite side of the room keeping score.

Virgil squinted even more until it popped into his head. Green, it was green!

"Left foot green." Virgil called out.

In response was a grunt from Roman and another giggle from Patton. He flicked the spinner again and it landed on right hand... was that blue? He thought it was blue.

"Right hand blue." He paused for a moment before whispering to himself, "I hope I'm calling these right."

"Wait what?" Roman shrieked as Patton fell onto Roman's hip, causing him to crumble downwards.

A smile played on the edge of Logan's lip. "He's colorblind."

Virgil glared at Logan, but inside he was panicking. How did he know? Did the others know? Would they stop including him?

"And how would you know?" Roman snapped.

Logan pushed the glasses farther up his nose. "In a series of observations, when anything involves color, Virgil tends to get it wrong about 68% of the time. Oh and by the way, that last one was a red."

Roman let out a frustrated groan, which almost almost, almost, made Virgil smile.

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