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[color=gold]"Whaaat. Chess is so much better than Jenga towers,"[/color] Yuno joked before sipping her cocoa again. It actually cooled down now and she could drink it without burning herself to cause a reaction. It was still friggin' hot, but it was a lot more tolerable now that some time had passed. After the coca had been sipped, Yuno returned to the conversation. [color=gold]"Especially since it builds logic and stuff. The best thing you get from a Jenga tower is the satisfaction of 27 blocks high before it falls back down."[/color]

Little did Ketsu know, that was just Yuno being slightly cute. Building Jenga towers was rather interesting and required a small major in architecture, something that Yuno failed to have. Every block mattered. You only had 54 total blocks to work with, and once you take away the forbidden bottom six, you only have 48 blocks to work with. You start at 18 blocks high, and once you calculate for every block you can't easily remove without fucking up the structure, it gets [i]very[/i] stressful. It made Yuno cry once, actually. She was about to beat her previous high score when she got scared about what block she could remove. Of course, you could remove the ones at the bottom, but that was a risk because those were fundamental to the support of the structure. You could try to remove the one from the middle, but it was stiff, and it would be really hard to remove without breaking the damn structure entirely, forcing you to forgo all that work you put in so you had to start fresh with 18 blocks. Getting it up nine more was a challenge, as you had to make sure every block was just right and sturdy enough to work. If it wasn't, you'd fall, like you would off of a Ferris wheel after your dreams were crushed by your parents like you had cancer or something, even though you knew you didn't. It was too delicate, like the surgery you had to get in order to get that cancer out of you when you were so young. It sucked, and Yuno knew that more than anyone. Every tower. Every single tower was like that operation. One fault, and you lose that little bit of your life, only to never get it back. In a way, it was like killing yourself, just a bit less deadly than you would originally think. Then again, everyone was dying slowly anyway, so it wasn't like you we-

[color=gold]"Oh?"[/color] Yuno peeped as she saw Grant walk out of the coffee shop in some kind of distress, the sudden attention shift causing her to stop shaking. [color=gold]"Do you think Grant is okay?"[/color]