Bab 85: Xbox 360 2

Benjamin stopped drying his hands and turned to face Adam, his expression serious. "Xbox 360? Really? You're one of 'those' guys?"

Adam feigned offense, clutching his chest like Benjamin had wounded him. "Excuse me? One of those guys? The Xbox is elite, my friend. Superior controller, better multiplayer experience. You know, the works."

Benjamin leaned against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms. "Better multiplayer? You mean the kind where your console red-rings after a month?"

Adam gasped, pointing a finger at him. "Low blow, Ben. That was one time! Besides, we both know PlayStation's controllers feel like toys."

Benjamin smirked, grabbing his phone off the counter. "Guess we'll just have to settle this the old-fashioned way."

Adam raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And how's that?"

Benjamin straightened up his posture, and a mischievous glint appeared in his eye. "Rock, paper, scissors," he declared while holding up a fist.