Seeing Stars Drabble, 7.5
Gabriel moved his pawn out carelessly, then chewed at the corner of his thumbnail. He stared at the board sightlessly. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t paying attention to the game - he’d probably beat Peter anyway. It was a sign of Peter’s good humor and tolerance that he’d agreed to play. Gabriel had been a poor sport about winning in the past.
“So, um,” Gabriel hemmed, “can … can you tell me what I need to do for this hygiene thing?”
Peter was studying the board intently. He smiled without looking up. “I was wondering what this was all about.”