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"That was insane! How did you even think of that ending? I mean seriously, I didn't see the betrayal coming at all!"
Sebastian's ears burned as he busied himself with stacking his notes back together and storing their minifigures safely away. It had taken a straight, 12-hour session to finish out their year-long campaign. Abigail had left soon after, bleary but with a skip in her step.
Sam on the other hand—
"And that dragon!? Totally rad!"
Sam hadn't stopped singing praises with his hands wildly flying around. The natural, melodic tone of his voice curling the corners of Sebastian's lips. Their knees knocked with each enthusiastic, fully body response of Sam recalling his favorite moments.
"I couldn't think of a better ending. Well, I guess except—I mean, hah. Nah. No, yeah. I really couldn't."
Brows pulling together, Sebastian glanced up.
"No, tell me. You know I'd want to know."
Sam brought a hand to the back of his neck, rubbing sheepishly.
"I just thought... y'know... there'd be a resolution to us. Our characters, I mean. Something like..."
Sebastian blinked at Sam's thoughts trailing off. Blinked again as he watched Sam's mouth twist in thought. Blinked at the sight of Sam's quick nod before he was leaning in.
Chapped lips pressed against each other. A soft smack of a noise was the only sound aside from Sebastian's sharp inhale.
"Something like that," Sam said with a soft laugh before it erupted into a small fit.
"That's not a funny joke, Sam."
Sebastian's hands twisted in his lap before Sam covered them with his own.
"Bro, no! I didn't—I mean I did. I meant that. C'mon, Sebby. You know I wouldn't play like that."
Straightening his back, Sebastian looked his best friend in the eye.
"Then... do it again."