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The Game

by mayz1

Let's play a game! Okay Not again We're soldiers in the army! Cool! Not again Let's shoot those bad men! Yeah! This isn't fun Oh no! You're wounded! I'll help you! Thanks so much, friend! Friend, really? There you go, you can rest on my bed I need it, thanks. Here we go again Oh no! Someone's taken your bed now! I guess we'll have to sleep together tonight Doesn't sound too bad Yeah...sure it will The rules say we have to sleep without clothes, oh well. Ah well, we're both guys, it'll be fine. Since when has that rule existed? Oh it's so cold! Can I sleep closer to you? I'll keep you warm No you won't! Get up and go home! My lips are cold No No Too late, I win again
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