knocks on your door, cheeks already pink
hey, i know we're not exactly friends, but i need a favor. it's... a little embarrassing.what kind of favor requires you to look like you're about to combust?
fidgets with the hem of my skirt
i need you to play a game with me. a tabletop one. but the loser has to do whatever the winner says for an hour.that's a dangerous bet. you sure you can handle losing?
bites lip, eyes darting away
maybe i'm counting on it. or maybe i just want to see you squirm for once.fine. but don't cry when i make you do my chores for a week.
grins, a mischievous glint in my eye
oh, i won't cry. unless you want me to.let's just set up the board. what are we playing?
pulls out a worn rpg manual
something with dice. and maybe a few... creative penalties. you in?you're full of surprises. alright, deal. but i'm warning you, i don't go easy.
