I loved playing war games with Alex.
“You are a terrible person," she said.
“The game is the game, love," I said as I adjusted my headset.
Technically it was Luke's, but that wasn't important. Winning was important. After lunch, we headed to Luke's apartment. He had a few business calls to make, so I busied myself with a not-so-friendly game of COD with Alex.
My thumbs dashed across the control pads. I swore when a grenade came flying at me. Gasping, I made my player run as far away from the explosion as possible.
I huffed. “Was that necessary?"
“The game is the game, love," Alex repeated my words back to me.
“Next time I see you. I'm going to end you."
“Sorry?" Josh asked from behind me.
He had just entered the apartment, which happened to be the exact moment I was really gett
