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"Oh no, you won't win again!" Micheal yelled, as he drew himself over the Squip, ending up laying on his lap.
"Michael, you can't distract me. My random excess memory is infinite, therefore I can process tasks parallel and without any loss."
"Oh yeah?"
He pushed himself up just enough to pull the supercomputer into a kiss.
The sound of engines on the TV died as Michael felt a hand in his hair to cradle him closer.
They were only disturbed by the typical sound of the console opening its menu.
Michael turned his head away from the Squip (this computer would totally blush right now if he could) to look at the screen confused.
"Player 2 disconnected"
He broke out in laughter.
"Naw, did I just overwhelmed you?"