It was exhausting. Brilliant, but exhausting. He was winning every conversation, but losing any sense of ease.
He looked at Deb. She did look tired. And his shoes were obnoxiously clean. He mumbled, "Late night?" Kiss Kiss Game Hack Version
"What?"
"Your weird food preference… is it pickles on peanut butter?" It was exhausting
Leo froze. The hack's overlay on his phone changed: It was exhausting. Brilliant
A knock at the door. It was Maya, the QA tester from work. She held a six-pack of cheap beer.
Leo looked at her. For the first time in weeks, he didn't see a stat sheet. He just saw Maya, her messy bun, the small chip in her front tooth, and the fact that she'd brought him beer when he was being insufferable.