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staystraught"Think you're ready for this?"
Dick quirked an eyebrow over his sunglasses, and threw open the closet door. Rainbow boxes in every pastel color, and several more neon ones, and all of them stacked about twice as tall he was.
There was a slight pang of jealousy as he glanced at Tim -- up at Tim -- and his extra inch or two of height, but being competitive was only going to hurt them both.
"It's not a bad day for losing, y'know?"
Okay, he gives himself very good advice, but he doesn't always follow it.
He reached for the top box of the shortest stack, and yanked it down. Dick wrinkled his nose, pulling his sleeve up over his hand to try and wipe away some of the dust, reading as he uncovered the text--
"Jumanji. More of a Zathura guy myself, but..."
Dick quirked an eyebrow over his sunglasses, and threw open the closet door. Rainbow boxes in every pastel color, and several more neon ones, and all of them stacked about twice as tall he was.
There was a slight pang of jealousy as he glanced at Tim -- up at Tim -- and his extra inch or two of height, but being competitive was only going to hurt them both.
"It's not a bad day for losing, y'know?"
Okay, he gives himself very good advice, but he doesn't always follow it.
He reached for the top box of the shortest stack, and yanked it down. Dick wrinkled his nose, pulling his sleeve up over his hand to try and wipe away some of the dust, reading as he uncovered the text--
"Jumanji. More of a Zathura guy myself, but..."
