[He sprawls himself out on the sofa with one knee bent and the other foot flat on the floor, putting himself in prime position to prod Dave in the ribs or the side of his head with his toes the moment it looks like he might be winning.
Or losing.
Or just when he feels like it.
Bro curls his fingers around the controller, rotates his thumbs and cracks the joints, then nods.]
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[He sprawls himself out on the sofa with one knee bent and the other foot flat on the floor, putting himself in prime position to prod Dave in the ribs or the side of his head with his toes the moment it looks like he might be winning.
Or losing.
Or just when he feels like it.
Bro curls his fingers around the controller, rotates his thumbs and cracks the joints, then nods.]
Game on.