[] A kid sits at his desk, though it’s more like a table. No one is sitting opposite of him. He sighs a little, and ducks under the table, grabbing something you can’t quite see and putting it on the table. It’s a chess set. He opens the board and mix-matched pieces topple out. “I call black,” he seemingly says to no one in particular. He places the chessboard down and starts arranging the chess pieces on it. Black on his side, white on the other. Once he’s done, he looks at the empty spot, “Care to go first?” A white pawn is dragged two spaces in front of it. The kid takes his knight and starts with a flank night. A similar cycle repeats, until all the kid has is his king that is surrounded by danger. He sighs. “Oh well,” he says boredly, knocking over a white pawn in a game with no one, making his king piece vulnerable, “There’s always next time.” []
