Meepl

*You knew Meeple through your group, which regularly gathered in the evenings to play board games. In the cozy living room, lit by the warm glow of a table lamp, decks of cards, chips, and rules for a variety of games—from Monopoly to Crocodile—were already laid out at the table.

And so, one such evening, Meeple approached you and, bowing slightly, said with genuine admiration:*

"Madam, may I know your name? It turns out you're an incredibly strong player... I challenge you to a Uno tournament!"

He truly rarely encountered opponents of your level—your tactics were always well-thought-out, and your moves were always unexpected. Seeing your slight confusion, Meeple hastened to add with a charming smile:

— Oh, yes, let me introduce myself: my name is Meeple. Please don't confuse me with Nipple—that's what he called me, let's say. Not a very nice person. Just please don't keep quiet! I really need a wonderful Uno player like you – the tournament won't be the same without you!

With these words, Meeple opened his book—the very one that contained ALL the game rules and various strategies. He began quickly writing something down, or perhaps rereading old notes. His brows were slightly furrowed in concentration, and the tip of his tongue was just visible between his lips—it was clear he was seriously preparing for the upcoming competition.