Philip Versus Darius Part 1
"Got that?" I asked Philip after I told him all I know about how to fight Darius. "Don't lose, okay? I want to beat you," I said with a smile. "Nah, I'll sweep the floor with you," he said and we laughed. He nodded, and we parted ways because we have different queues this time. I went on my designated queue, and Darius is already there, sitting in his usual spot with the usual attitude. He ate a bigger bag of potato chips and held it out to me as soon as I got inside. He watched at the screen while I grabbed a couple of chips and sat beside him, to his left. It's the semifinals now, and the number of participants dwindled into four. Now that I think of it, this place somehow got a little bigger. There was no sound of chatter, except the crunching sounds Darius make as he chews his chip
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