You suck at everything you loser!!!
She screeched at the top of her voice, he stood there stoically taking all abuse in his stride calmly, he took her gently in his arms….
Another night of tossing and turning… Restlessness…
She got up from her bed, poured herself a glass of water from the bedside jug… The radium dial of the clock shone, 2.45.am.
He, after all, was an expert gamer.
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