"Oh, God! What the hell am I doing here?!" Magnus groaned loudly, instantly realizing the mistake he made right after he put down the piece on the board.
"Hey, hey, Magnus, what is going on? You didn't win the tournament yesterday, so there is no way you are still drunk from the victory, right?" Anish exclaimed in a faux shock, which only made the others twitch the corner of their lips speechlessly at him.
Yeah, out of anyone else here, Anish Giri was probably the only one who had the guts to mock Magnus Carlsen in front of the man's face like this. Wesley So and Levon Aronian might be able to do so, but they were too polite to let themselves stoop so low as to the level of trash-talking their opponent like this.
"Oh, God… I fucking hate myself…" Magnus ignored the taunt from Anish, just covering his face in agony. It seemed that all of his energy was sucked out of his body in just a snap.
