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the sides playing uno is something i need

roman: competitive. trash-talking, flaunting, a giant tease, all the dramatics. probably gives a speech before putting down each card. gets hit with a draw four and cries for five minutes in the bathroom. slaps logan at the game’s climax

logan: strategic. he’d be constantly analysing his technique and would keep tabs on the others cards. eventually he gets caught up in the competitiveness and becomes SUPER militant and absolutely terrifying

virgil: gives zero shits, does no planning, and somehow manages to win every single game. loves to engage with roman’s trash-talk and snark him back. throws his cards down on the pile whilst scrolling through tumblr and smirks as roman lets out anguished screams

deceit: the cheater, obviously. keeps his cards concealed at all times, probably dealt the cards and gave himself six and everyone else eight, invents more and more stupid rules so things go his way, sits the closest to the pile so he can switch his cards if his hand isn’t great. nobody can prove he’s cheating but they all know.

remy: thinks games are stupid and refuses to engage but gets tangled up in the drama and ends up as distraught as roman. throws his cards on the ground and leaves when he loses because ‘that’s it, i’m done, i can’t even be in the same room as you traitors’

patton: the one who’s just trying to have a nice family game night why is everyone screaming

“UNO!” Virgil called out, slapping his card on the pile. Everyone tenses up because this is the fifth time Virgil called uno that night.

“Guys! Change it to yellow! He doesn’t have yellow!” Roman all but yells.

“Maybe I do have yellow, you don’t what my card is,” Virgil smirked, checking his card. It was a blue two and prayed in his mind that his bluff would work and that they would change the colour.

Talking strategies slowly became screaming at it other as it got closer to being Virgil’s turn. Logan was scratching his head in frustration as he tried to get someone to plus four or plus two Virgil but he knew that no one had one in their deck. He even had notes surrounding his seat, trying to keep track of everyone’s last cards.

Deceit couldn’t even cheat to get Virgil off uno, it was like there was no good cards in the pile. It was soon Remy’s turn who carelessly chucked a wild card.

“Blue,” Remy sipped his drink and everyone could only stare in silence at the game changer. Virgil smirked out the outcome and was about to put his card down when Logan interrupted.

“Wait…” Logan looked up from his notes and Virgil’s smirked widened. “Was that what he needed?” Logan questioned. Virgil gently put his last card down and the whole room erupted in groans and screams of denial.

“NOOOOO!” Roman whined, trying to hug Patton for comfort but he was too busy packing up the cards, sighing at everyone’s reaction.

“I’m never playing Uno with you guys again,” Deceit said dejectedly.

“Why can’t we ever have a nice family game night?” Patton muttered to himself among the chaos.

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