"And this wasn't on purpose? Yeah...whoever this guy is, I think he might have some kind of a weird, completely not useful talent."
The corner of Chuck's mouth turned up into a grin, and he twiddled his thumbs on the controller buttons. He was still a little worried about his index finger, though. Maybe it was frostbite.
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The corner of Chuck's mouth turned up into a grin, and he twiddled his thumbs on the controller buttons. He was still a little worried about his index finger, though. Maybe it was frostbite.