Gemotions

He sat there, this newcomer, stiff as a board, trying to absorb the complexities of the inventory system. I kept my hand on the mouse, making sure he was following. The corners of my mouth tilted upwards, a feeling of bubbly lightness bubbling inside me.

“And then, you see, you click this,” I pointed to a tiny, almost invisible button, “and… voila! Magic happens.” I winked at him.

He looked at me with a mixture of confusion and something resembling terror. I suppressed a snort and explained in even more detail the importance of pressing that button, and exactly when.