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[bigsisterterran]

[Hi! I was told to set this up so people could leave me messages! So I'm leaving a message for you to leave me a message! If you know where my family is or how to get home, please tell me. I would like to go home. Thanks. Oh, this is Twitch.]

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[bigsisterterran]

"It'll be fine!" she says, though that means very little in her excitement.

Thankfully, there is enough room, even if it is a bit cozy, but the controller is laughably small in his hands. That doesn't stop her from settling on his shoulder with her own and starts the game.

[disastertron]

Megatron leans in slightly towards the screen with a deep rumbling hum as he concentrates. It takes quite a bit of focus in order not to crush the tiny controller in his hands, and attempting to also focus on the game is a challenge, but one he finds that he enjoys. Quite a bit, actually.

How long has it been since he just... played?

He shakes that thought off, his thoughtful frown easing into a smile. It was a cooperative game, and he liked that, too. "Like this?" He asked as he attempted to swing Twitch's character around to reach a ledge, and caught himself laughing when he missed. "No wonder you like this one," he teased. "Flying is one of your favored things. Though perhaps not the landing part."

[bigsisterterran]

She kept herself focused on the screen. "Oh, no the other-- not-- there, like... oh." She was quiet a moment before cracking up in laughter.

"You're not very good at this," she said, but it was amused, rather than annoyed. "Just need a learn the controls a little better. Let's try again."

She gives him a playful nudge and starts the game again.

"This game is fun because you can play it with your friends. I like games you can win though. But sometimes, it's fun to win together."