Viv walks over to the drawer in the kitchen and pulls out a card game and, with that cute little fucking smirk, challenges me to it like she’s throwing down the gauntlet. Except it turns out that my girl is a really sore loser. “God, you are such a cheater!” Viv accuses, tossing her cards onto the floor between us, narrowing her eyes at me as she crosses her arms over her chest. “Admit it, you totally cheated.” Boo scampers out of the living room at Viv’s sudden fit, and I chuckle. “Babe. It’s UNO. How the fuck do you cheat at UNO?”
