Dad has shamelessly played the Mom card. Against which there is no defense.
I turn back to the Archers, who don’t look like the same species as us. Do they even sweat, these people?
At this moment, I know that the answer has to be yes. I am defeated. By my own father. How Darth Vader.
I can’t believe I thought this was going to be boring. This is great!
It seems like the best escape games come from Japan for some reason. It makes me proud.
Wait. Is a real, live adult person actually asking me details about the games I play? This is unheard of.
So you’re a reader,” My mom sighs, as if somehow this elevates Isabel to yet another realm of perfection.
