Leo pressed the spacebar to ollie.
Leo tried to close the laptop. The keyboard burned his fingers. Through the window reflection, he saw himself — but his character on screen was moving the same way he did. Every twitch. Every blink.
Leo hadn't told his hands to move. But they were already reaching for the power cord. Not to unplug it.
“Now you skate for me.”
Then the character turned toward the screen and smiled.