Sam laughed and shook his head; admittedly, Amun did not seem like the type to graciously lose for someone else's ego. It was still hard to believe that he was winning simply off of his own benefits though, Sam sure that the match was going to turn right up until the moment that Amun's hand smacked into the table, a laugh leaving his mouth in pure disbelief.
"...I'm sure you'd have a chance if we did a rematch." Untangling their fingers (now that the wrestle was over, it felt overly familiar, and Sam felt embarrassment beginning to seep up his back), he stood, awkwardly and quietly breathing a few more laughs before stepping away. "I think I should go back to the shop, but...I'm really looking forward to our date. I'll see you soon."
{FIN}
"...I'm sure you'd have a chance if we did a rematch." Untangling their fingers (now that the wrestle was over, it felt overly familiar, and Sam felt embarrassment beginning to seep up his back), he stood, awkwardly and quietly breathing a few more laughs before stepping away. "I think I should go back to the shop, but...I'm really looking forward to our date. I'll see you soon."
{FIN}
SAMUEL
I somehow still lost
I somehow always do
I somehow always do
