Scissors

Alex guessed that going paper was too obvious now, so went back to her previous move.

But unfortunately, Aisha had read her like a book. She went rock.

"Aw damn!"

"Hmm, you're predictable."

Alex snapped. "Well it's not like I'm tryharding over a game of rock-paper-scissors."

"Spoken like a loser. Go on, next item."

Alex looked over her remaining items. She was running low on unrestrictive items. She picked up the collar and wrapped it around her neck.

"That's cheating, that doesn't restrict you at all," Aisha said, mimicking Alex's earlier protest.

Alex just growled.