Let The Games Begin

Let The Games Begin

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"The thing is, Cara. I don't have feelings. I refuse to show my vulnerability. Those rumours are just full of shit. These nosy pests have gone too far. And don't even try to change me 'cause believe me, Cara. You can't. Never. Ever. Nobody has ever done it and I want it to stay that way." He said with so much force it almost made me whimper. "You know, idiota. You are one assuming, stupid, arrogant, piece of shit and I tend to think about you that way." I spat, then turned and walked away, my chin up high. That shit head is so full of himself, thinking he's oh-so smart- not. He thinks he's the only one playing, but two can always play the game. And I like it that way, so I'll play. Player 2 joined the game. Let the games begin.
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