Arcade Love
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Last published Fri, Nov 29, 2013
"I umm, I was going to... umm use the g-game." I stuttered foolishly.
"I'll let you have it...." the boy started, his lips portraying the ghost of a smirk as he chewed on the corner of his plump lips. "If you can beat me at Pac-Man." he finished finally, a confident expression overtaking his handsome features.
I smiled, he actually thought he could beat me.
"Game on."
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