466: HAPPY TIMES

ARIEL'S POV The afternoon sunlight streamed in through the large windows, bathing the spacious living room of our mansion in a soft glow. Ethan sat cross-legged on the plush carpet in front of the wide-screen TV, his small hands clutching a gaming controller with full concentration. "Come on, Ariel! You're going down!" Ethan declared with a grin, his eyes bright with excitement as he eagerly awaited our match. I chuckled nervously, knowing all too well that my skills in soccer video games left much to be desired. Nevertheless, I settled down beside him, ready to give it my best shot. The game began, and within minutes, it became painfully clear that Ethan was in a league of his own. He expertly maneuvered his virtual players across the field, effortlessly dodging my feeble attempts at defense. "Goal!" Ethan shouted triumphantly as he scored his first point, his face lighting up with sheer joy. "Hell yeah! What are you going to do when Ethan, the gamer, drops the goals on you?!" "