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“I’m boredddd….”
By sheer bad luck, it had begun raining the second day of the camping trip, and it didn’t look like it would cease anytime soon. Ticket was the saddest of the bunch, excited for a day of swimming in the large lake that the campsite bordered on, but now it was stuck being postponed until tomorrow.
“…it’s kinda empty without Taishin in the background. I guess I should’ve expected her to be a heavier sleeper…”
“Yep,” Hayahide offered a simple response, finishing fixing up some breakfast sandwiches. “Want yours with or without cheese?”
“I’ll take mine with,” she answered as the paper plate was soon sat in front of her.
The sandwiches were very good, coming from years of lunch packing experience. The same experience also helped to preserve one for Taishin until she woke from her slumber. Ticket munched on it pensively, bored out of her mind.
“Biwa, is that clock broken? It can’t only be 11.”
“…that clock has been stuck on eleven since yesterday. It’s 10:30.”
“That’s even worse!!” She groaned and finished her sandwich, thinking about going back to bed to sleep the day away. Surely it would’ve been nicer than this eternity.
“What if we play a game to pass the time? When we were kids, me and Brian played this rhyming game all the time, it’s just building off what the other person says! You should play.”
Hayahide began to tap her fingers in a rhythmic fashion, before starting to speak. “It’s raining outside, so we’re stuck inside.”
Ticket sighed before continuing. It wasn’t her idea of fun, but it definitely had her attention. “I wanted to swim, but now I’m uh…. Tim?”
“Nice to meet you, Tim! I hear you want to swim; but because of the rain, we sing this song again.”
“Don’t make fun of me! I couldn’t think of anything!”
“Except for that time, you had a better rhyme.” Hayahide smiled at Ticket’s childish response, continuing to tap her fingers to a rhythm.
“I always wake up early, for the Japanese Derby, but right now I’m tired, so I want to go and lie…erd. Dang it.”
As if the thought of sleep had attracted her, Taishin emerged from the hallway towards the rhythmic noise. “Yawn… good morning. I hope I wasn’t snoring.”
“She just woke up, how come she can do it better!?”
Hayahide slightly grimaced before offering an awkward smile. “I hate to say it Ticket… but maybe you got no rhythm.”
“Did you save me a sandwich? I can’t find it in the cabinet.”
“Of course I did, ‘Shin! I put it in the fridge.”
Ticket slumped her shoulders in defeat. “I don’t think this is for me. Why don’t we play Yahtzee?”
Hayahide perked up. “But you did it right there! We don’t need those squares.”
Taishin grabbed the sandwich and sat down. “I thought you sucked with numbers, you silly… okay yeah maybe we should stop.”
“Sports lover? Why would you stop because you were about to call her a sports lover?”
“Hayahide…”
-
Later that evening, the three had been locked in an intense game of Uno where no one was willing to relent. Everyone was tied for wins across the board, making it anyone’s game. The atmosphere was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
“Plus 2.”
“Another plus 2.”
“Another one. Uno,” Taishin smirked.
“Plus 2.”
“Uhhh, plus 4. Red.”
“I’m not drawing 12 cards, choose a different color.”
Hayahide looked bewildered. “Choose a different color? You can’t just choose a different color, that’s not how-“
“Fine, blue,” Ticket confidently rebuked.
“Try again.”
“Taishin, Ticket’s not stupid. You shouldn’t-“
“Yellow!”
Taishin simply smirked in response. Truthfully, she did not expect this to work in the slightest. “One more time.”
“AQUAMARINE!”
Both of the other Umas simply sat, bewildered.
“That’s… that’s not a color,” Taishin groaned.
“Uh, yes it is!”
Hayahide began to hand cards to the former. “Not an Uno color, anyways. Red 6.”
“Heheh, now I’m in the lead! Skip!”
Taishin simply sulked, holding on to the faint hope of a comeback.
“Green skip. Taishin?”
“Two. I was gonna play it earlier to win, but someone else had other plans…”
Biwa laid down another card, this time a 9. “Your turn, Ticket.”
“Awwww yeah! Blue 9!”
Hayahide and Taishin looked at each other, then back at Ticket, then back at each other. Who was gonna say it.
Hayahide sighed. “Say it.”
“You didn’t call Uno! You have to draw 4!”
“Nuh uh.”
“Fuck you MEAN NUH UH??”
“We should play a different game!”
“THIS HOUSE IS A PRISON”
Hayahide sighed. “Ticket, please finish this game sensibly…”
“Fine,” she mumbled, drawing her cards. “This isn’t even a house by the way, dummy.”
“Whatever, draw 2.”
“Draw 2, Uno,” Hayahide added another card to the stack.
I- guh… fine.” Ticket reluctantly drew 4 from the deck.
“That’s closer to even footing. That’s what I like to see,” Taishin smiled as she placed another card on the stack.
Another card slammed down as a voice confidently echoed a sentiment neither of them wanted to hear spoken from another;
“I win.”
The silence was only staved off by the pitter-patter of the rain against the roof, before everyone immediately erupted into argument over a “completely fair” game.
“Look, I’m just saying-“
“You confidently said “aquamarine” was an Uno color, shut up.”
“SAYS MISS 14 CARD HAND!!”
-/fin/-