game
Game: I’ll write our characters playing a game.
“... do you have a queen?” ricky looks up from his cards to look at the other, looking at her face as she looks down at her cards for an answer. the smile that slowly crept on her face makes him groan.
“go fish~” she says as she watches him pick the card that was on top of the pile. he looks at the card and shows a plain face at the new ace.
“do you have any aces?” she asks him, holding three cards in her hand as he held four. son of a bitch.
he sighs and gives her the card and she grabs it happily before dropping the four aces on the table. he puts down his three queens and shoves them to her, telling her that she needed to gather all the cards.
“fuck off, furball,” he hisses.
she laughs at him as she takes all the cards and puts them all together before putting them back in the small box. “you know what you owe me now, right fruit punch?” she replies with a smug grin.
he rolls his eyes before he takes out his phone and punches in a delivery number. “i hate you.”
“i hate you, too!”
