Usnavi looked at the card he clutched in his sweaty palm and stood up shakily. His brow was furrowed and he had blanked out everything except for the card in his hand. He had no idea whatsoever how he was supposed to pull this one off.
"Okay," he said quietly, setting the card facedown on the table and taking a few steps back. He avoided looking at his friends as he stuck his arms out so they were perpendicular to the rest of his body.
Bending over, Usnavi ran in a straight line, his gait more like skipping than running. He jumped comically when he ran out of room and turned in midair, landing so he faced the other way. Then he ran around the room with his arms still out, turning this way and that and suppressing the urge to make zooming noises. He hadn't done this since he was five.
Suddenly dropping his arms, he came to a halt in front of his friends. Pretending to hold something in each hand, he brought his arms up and down as if fanning someone, taking a couple steps back as he did so. Then he turned, pointed behind him, and drew a box in the air.
It was then that Usnavi realized that nobody was shouting out any guesses. Looking at his friends blankly, he noticed that they all had their mouths open and were staring at him incredulously.
"What?" he shrugged, trying to stop himself from looking at Vanessa, whose raised eyebrow made him blush. "C'mon guys, guess!"
"Airport," Nina stifled a giggle as she spoke. Usnavi shrugged again in consent, feeling very grateful that guessing charades also happened to be something Nina excelled at. He would have felt very stupid indeed if nobody had known what he had been doing.
((Airport))