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"Come on, Josh," Rick said.
"I'm starving. You can play your stupid game when we get back."
Josh never took his eyes from the screen. "Hold on, give me a minute. I think I might be able to beat it this time."
Rick rolled his eyes. "I've heard that before. The computer's too smart for you, man. It storms your castle every time. You always lose."
"Technically, I've never lost." Josh grinned and spared his friend a glance. "I quit the game before the computer beats me, so it doesn't count as losing."
Rick fell into a red beanbag chair. "Whatever, man. Let's go eat lunch." He picked up a stereo catalog and thumbed through it.
"Okay, I'm coming. I think my army's going to hold the castle this time." Josh ran a hand through his hair and leaned forward in his seat.
The stereo catalog sailed through the air, but it fell short of hitting Josh. Rick grunted. "You get a little too excited about that game."
"Crap!" Josh pounded the keyboard. "I thought I had it this time. Stupid archers keep dying." He stood up from his chair and sighed. "Okay, let's eat."
"'Bout time," Rick mumbled. They headed for the dining hall.
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