LEXEE GOMEZ was there for it all, from his struggles to his fame. NICK MARA was there for it all, being her rock and shoulder to cry on and cuddle buddy. Then, one day, they weren't there for each other at all.
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"You're just button smashing!" Miles accuses as we are playing Super Smash Bros.
"Well, you're just a sore loser!" I scream back at him. Aimee is just sitting silently and maybe rolling her eyes.
"You don't even have actual skill!" He screams as he loses, again. "This is unfair!"
"Ha!" I yell and jump right up from my seat when I won. Then, I simmer down and sit back in my seat with a sheepish grin. "Sorry," I say, conscious of how in-the-face I was acting. "Hey, I suggested we play Mario Kart."
"The party is here!" Nick shouts as he enters the house.
"Oh, thank God," Aimee sighs. "I was getting a headache listening to them fight whenever Miles loses, which is like basically every time now."
"She just got lucky and you know it," Miles says defensively.
Aimee pulls him down to sit next to her. He had stood up in the middle of our argument because that's just how we are. We are both the type to get overly passionate sometimes. She wraps an arm around his neck and pulls him closer so that she can ruffle his hair with her other hand. "You can stop now. The game is over."
"We can do another game?" I suggest, and Aimee just glares at me. She rolls her eyes right afterward, but not out of annoyance. Even though we're all arguing, there's loads of affection there.
"Pass me my controller," Miles grumbles.
"You got this, baby," Aimee whispers encouragingly into her boyfriend's ear before giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Guess I'm rooting for Lexee then." Nick sits down on the recliner, and he grabs my hand and pulls me down so I'm currently sitting in his lap. "You got this, babe."
Aimee raises an eyebrow at me, questioningly. I just mouth, 'Shut up' to her. What Nick said catches up to Miles, and he goes to turn his head (probably to do the same thing Aimee did). They are perfect for each other. I glare at Aimee, so she just clicks her tongue. She nudges Miles so he looks to the TV instead.
