One time in high school, I went to my friend’s birthday party. He was turning 15. We had some fun, and eventually, we decided to go into the basement and play on the Wii.
I had a small Tetris game in my pocket. It was the size of a credit card, and it had a high score function that didn’t actually save anything. So, I gave my friend who was still upstairs the device, and said, “You can’t come downstairs until you win.” He agreed to it, never having played Tetris, and got to work.
I smiled and walked downstairs. I thought smugly to myself, “He’ll be up there a long time.” At one point, he yelled, “Is it even possible to beat Tetris?” I said, “Keep trying!”
We had fun for about 10 minutes, then I heard a shout from upstairs. “I’m done! I beat it,” my friend said. I went to look, and I couldn’t believe it. It said “You Win!” on the screen in big, pixelated letters. He’d done it. My friend had beaten Tetris.
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