𐙚+ ̊⊹ uno troubles

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Scott sat stiffly at the table, Uno cards fanned in his hand, wondering for the hundredth time why he’d let the team rope him into this. It was supposed to be fun, a lighthearted way to unwind. For everyone else, maybe. For Scott, it was nothing short of an uphill battle.

The issue wasn’t strategy or even bad luck—it was the cards themselves. Thanks to his ruby-quartz visor, every color looked the same. Red, red, and more red. Subtle differences in shade gave him vague hints, but most of the time, he was guessing. And guessing wrong.

When he drew a wild card, he thought he’d finally caught a break. Sliding it onto the pile with quiet triumph, he cleared his throat.

“Okay, uh... color change to red.”

The room went quiet. Too quiet.

“Scott,”

Jean said, trying—and failing—to suppress her laughter.

"The color has been red for ten minutes.”

Scott blinked behind his visor. "Oh,”

he said simply, as if he wasn’t already bracing for what was coming next.

Bobby’s laugh erupted like a firework, full-bodied and unstoppable.

"Wait, wait—can you seriously not see the colors?”

he gasped between laughs.

Scott glared, his scowl aimed squarely at Bobby. It did nothing, of course. Bobby just laughed harder. Scott sighed, already dreading his next turn.

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