Gilded Bay began to touch, but you wouldn't let it!

he'd take what he could get, her huff enough to satisfy him as far as apologies went. at least they'd both learned something about each other from their little game; he was a dirty cheater and she a sore loser.

and so when she played copy-cat, sticking her tongue in his direction, he returned the favor with an eyeroll and girlish "bor-ing" as to mock her previous reply. it might have worked had his voice not awkwardly cracked in the middle and left him cackling at his own embarrassment.