Max paused the game. His heart was a fist pounding on his ribs. He told himself it was a bad dump. A corrupt NSP. It happened. Sailors found broken bottles.
The screen went black. The Switch made a sound like a hard drive crashing. A whiff of ozone, sharp and metallic, curled from the fan vent. Max threw the console onto his beanbag chair as if it were a tarantula. mario party switch nsp
Max smiled. He rolled the dice. He won a star. He lost a star to a Chance Time. He laughed. It was 6:00 AM. Max paused the game