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M!A: None but accepting
{♔} Really, Alois hadn’t been much of a person to play video games-typically, the teen would get quite upset with the game and would typically throw the remote at the TV, either shattering it or the remote. But he felt like playing tonight for some reason-but not alone, anyways. So that was why, when Ciel had come about, he’d made sure to grab the boy before he could travel any further.
”Oi, wanna play some video games with me?” The blonde questioned innocently, batting his eyelashes, hoping he’d be able to convince the other enough to have him finally join him in an activity.
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Although the teen was good at certain games, there were others that he wasn’t so good at. Such as strategy games. Alois didn’t quite get the concept of these types of games, nor did he understand why any person would have any desire to play such terribly unimaginative and boring game such as those types. Oh well. It wasn’t like the boy was about to feel as if he needed to question these sorts of people. Seeing as to how he was to have a partner this time, the blonde soon held up the most recent of shooting games, a truly pleased look crossing his features.
”Just came out today. Of course I had to get it, since they said this is the most violent of all shooting games! Let’s do this one, eh?~”
Ciel figured the blond wouldn’t favor a good strategy game. After all, he was impatient and unable to sit still through the entirety of a single turn. His cobalt hues scanned the front of the case that was held up as the corner of his mouth tugged up into a slight smirk. He reached out to take the case, turning it over in his hand and reading the back of it carefully. After returning it he gave a slight nod of his head.
“A shooter? Sure. It sounds interesting enough. Shall we go to your place to play?”