The game halted the moment Priscilla yelled out.
Emmaline was in shock.
She hadn't even touched Priscilla!
Priscilla had crumpled to the ground so artfully that if she put in this much effort into her regular acting she would have won an award by now.
Emmaline abandoned the flag even though she was inches away from it.
Quickly, she knelt to Priscilla's side and put on a look of concern.
If Prisicilla wanted to play this game, Emmaline was going to go all in.
When it came down to a matter of acting skills, Emmaline would win, so it was now a matter of beating Priscilla at her own game.
"Oh my god, Pris!" Emmaline cried out, full of alarm and concern.
"I'm so sorry, are you okay?" She continued, not even allowing Priscilla to gain more sympathy for herself.
Priscilla looked a bit surprised by Emmaline's enthusiasm but she recovered and held her left ankle with a wince.
