"Okay, and hear ya go!" you say annoyedly to the pale-eyed boy.
He just nodded, then left with the ball right after you gave it to him-- without saying thank you.
"You know, I just despise of that, and how rude. Teenagers these days," you acknowledged to yourself irritatedly.
You closed the door with a loud thud. Then you tried to decide what to do next, and you wanted to use the computer.
"I think that's a good idea. I'm going to have a fun, and not lose any precious, valuable calories while I'm at it. Sounds good to me," you add to your own conversation.
Slowly, you headed up the stairs to the second floor, and then turned left to the game room.
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