This is third time Venla plays against Iiro. It's fun, he's pretty good so it isn't overkill right away. But he isn't that good. Iiro is surprisingly good at loosing for a girl and therefore Venla gave him another chance to challenge her.
Even though Venla sees almost everything in pink it doesn't distrupt her concentration. Game is game. Everyday life doesn't affect her as soon she's holding the controller.
Iiro opens Venla's door ja Ilari gets a bad feeling.
– Hey, bro!
- What are you doing here?
– Gaming, Iiro grins. - I already screwed up and Venla still plays. She's so good! Dropped me with sniper in two minutes! Ilari crosses his arm.
- No. What are you DOING here?
- What do you think? Iiro winks his eye. -Btw. Have you ever tasted her pie?
-WHAT?
Iiro burst out laughing.
-You should have seen your face, he sniggers. – She made a blueberry pie and it tasted almost same granny used to do. I don’t ever want to get out of here. A fine babe like that and knows how to cook and play. She even has a zombie fighter's manual on her bookshelve! I'm staying!
- Right. Ilari is sour.
- So? Iiro says to his grumpy brother.
– What?
- When you are going to leave?
- Come on!
- Take your dog and leave us alone. I have things in mind. Ilari makes a low growl. – My time, my turn. Iiro doesn't joke anymore.
– She’s mine, Ilari hisses. – Get your ass out of there before I punch you!
– I can’t see ring or whatsoever here. So take a run if you can't listen cause I’m gonna make her scream for more.
- Fuck you!
- No, I'm going to fuck her. Iiro slams the door shut before Ilari gets to say anything.
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