There on the couch, she sits, the game still up on the screen and the controller still in her hand. She bites her bottom lip, withholding her smile as she cocks a brow. “What?” she says nonchalantly. “You’re sPiderRrr6?” I shout frantically. She shrugs, grinning menacingly before peering at her neon green cat-like nails. “I needed a new hobby since departing from the orchestra. And busting my man’s ass in his favorite game is proving to be such a delight.” I stalk toward her, licking my teeth as I tip my head, forever astonished by her intelligence and ability to navigate and rule whichever
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