You watched as a profusely blushing Olette chatted to Hayner in the Usual Spot. Olette halted in her speech, looking like a nervous wreck. Hayner’s face was practically blank, though he began to lean in and- you turned away.
“Yeah! Alright _(Name)_, you owe me ten munny!”
You sighed, disheartened and pulled the currency from your pocket, walking off directly after handing the munny over to Pence.
A constricting feeling weaved itself around your chest as your realised you had just lost in more ways than one.
“Damn it!”