the claus residence ⸻ @axdently
— he'd started with an unwavering confidance, brimming with an assurance in his own reflexes that he was sure there couldn't be a single reality in which kyle todd could beat him. so sure of himself, andres had willingly relinquished his cherished "lucky charm" when it came to mario kart — waluigi himself. his phalangies clutched the joy-cons with a fervor, causing his knuckles to pale as sweat droplets formed at his forehead. with each nimble drift nd sharp turn, his entire body leaned in sync. amidst the ensuing chaos, their shared bag of dorito crumbs now lay scattered across the floor, and yet, he was oblivious to his surroundings. his reality swiftly shifted from triumphant confidence to his worst nightmare. just as he approached the finish line, a relentless blue koopa shell demolishes any hope he'd had of victory. devasted, so anguished by his loss, andres closes his eyes and drops the controller in a gesture of defeat.
❝ this is the last time i’m ever letting you take waluigi from me again, bro. what kind of friend are you?! i’m rethinking everything. i might sue. ❞
