Last night Master challenged me to a game of rock, paper, scissors as I was sweeping.
First round: I chose scissors. He chose scissors. Tie.
Second round: I chose scissors. He chose paper. He covered my scissors with his paper. "I win", he said gleefully.
My mouth dropped. In a second, I came back with "Why?"
"Because I can," he smirked at me.
"I think I'll go back to my sweeping."
No, my eyes weren't rolling. Much.
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