Go Fish
a short story
by RiverofEsme
please humor her
and read this in monotone or a stupid voice.
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"Do you have a 7?"
"no. go fish"
"do have a... uh... 10?"
"no. go fish"
"do you have a 5?"
"no. go fish."
"do you have a......... 8"
"no. go fish."
"do you have a... ummmm... 7?"
"No. go fish." the person [lets call it person 1] reached for a card, but there were no more.
"WHAT THE FUCK?! I HATE THIS GAME!!" Person 1 threw his cards across the room, scattering them every where. Person 2 just watched him, bored.
"WHY THE HELL ARE WE EVEN PLAYING THIS GAME?!" he yelled.
"Because. you wanted to." Person 2 stood up and brushed him self off.
Person 1 was still fuming.
"Who invented Go Fish, anyway? It's so stupid and makes zero sense. I mean, how could anyone actually think up go fish. why couldn't they think up something cooler. like no swag or something. You know what? I'm going to look up the person who invented it, find out where he lives and strangle him!"
"Don't you think that's a bit violent?" Person asked boredly, eating from a bag of chips. "and how do you he's know even still alive? I mean, go fish is an old game."
"I hate it when you talk logically"
person 2 only shrugged.
with a sigh, Person 1 sat on the bed heavily.
person 2 sat beside him. he handed him a stack of cards.
"want to play Go Fish?"
"ok."
