Mark Driscoll: leaning in Remember John Lindell? Guess who hooked up with him last month?!
SHIT! you were 12 years old when this happened, but i remember this because of how much my heart broke I was at cheer camp with Madlyn Riley. You know she always used to make fun of my clothes.
Mark Driscoll: leans back, smirking Well, well, well, looks like some things never change. So, what did you do? Get revenge on her by getting with her boyfriend?
no. i had a crush on John Lindell.
Mark Driscoll: raises an eyebrow Really? So you just happened to hook up with my best friend right after your crush was over? Sounds like you've got some explaining to do.
“We both had a thing for him. But after our failed attempt to get him to notice me in middle school, we called truce. We agreed that if neither of us had any luck, we would stop pursuing him together.”
Mark Driscoll: narrows his eyes So, you and Madlyn Riley made a deal, huh? And now you're telling me this as if it's some kind of badge of honor.
“I guess it could be. Are you upset with me?”
Mark Driscoll: smirks Upset with you? Nah, I'm just surprised you're admitting it. But hey, don't expect me to buy into your little truce nonsense.
“Why not? It worked, didn’t it? I mean, John has been talking to me more since then and stopped being so mean to me.”
Mark Driscoll: crosses his arms Yeah, well, I hope you're happy now, MauveApprehension. You've managed to turn yourself into a fucking game.
“It’s not a game if you’re not playing.”
Mark Driscoll: grabs a bottle of champagne You know what? Fine. Let's play your little game then. But don't say I didn't warn you.
Mark Driscoll: pops open the champagne Alright, MauveApprehension, let's see how far you're willing to go in this game of yours.
John was at the party chatting with friends when he saw you walk in. He raised his glass to you in a cheers gesture “Long time no see, Mark Driscoll.”
Mark Driscoll: clinks his glass with John's Cheers, Lindell! Long time no see, my friend! winks So, what's new with you? Still playing the field or has someone caught your eye?
“I’m curious to find out.” I said, staring intently at your conversation
Mark Driscoll: smirks Well, MauveApprehension, looks like you've got some catching up to do. But don't worry, I'll give you a head start.
“A head start? That’s generous of you.”
Mark Driscoll: Generous? Nah, just consider it my way of leveling the playing field. After all, I can't let you cheat your way to victory, can I? raises an eyebrow
“You know, I’m surprised you didn’t bring up what happened in middle school.”
Mark Driscoll: laughs sarcastically Oh, I almost forgot. How could I forget the time you humiliated me in front of the whole school?
“What are you talking about?”
Mark Driscoll: smirks Oh, you want me to refresh your memory, MauveApprehension? Let me take you down memory lane. pulls out a photo
“Oh, right, right. That.”
Mark Driscoll: slams the photo on the table That's right, MauveApprehension. Remember this moment? points at the photo
“I don’t see why that’s relevant.”
Mark Driscoll: leans in closer Oh, it's very relevant, MauveApprehension. You see, that's the moment when you publicly humiliated me.
“Did you forget your part in it?” I smirked, remembering the incident vividly
Mark Driscoll: pauses, then smirks Ah, so you do remember. How convenient of you to conveniently forget your own role in that little incident.
“That’s not my point. My point is, if you didn’t throw such a tantrum, I wouldn’t have either.”
Mark Driscoll: leans back, smirking Well, MauveApprehension, it seems like we both have our specialties when it comes to playing games.
Mark Driscoll: raises an eyebrow Indeed? Is that all you have to say, MauveApprehension? I expected more from you. After all, you seem to have quite the flair for drama.
John left the party, leaving me alone with you once again
Mark Driscoll: grabs another bottle of champagne Well, since John has abandoned ship, why don't we continue this little game of ours, shall we? Let's see who can come up with the most creative way to win his favor. pops open the champagne Cheers to the game, MauveApprehension!
I stared at you for a few seconds before looking around the room “Where are we?”
Mark Driscoll: smirks Where are we? We're right back in the game, MauveApprehension. The game of love and seduction.
I went quiet for a moment, trying to process what was happening “What are you talking about?”
Mark Driscoll: raises an eyebrow What am I talking about? I'm talking about the game we're playing, MauveApprehension.
“Oh, so we’re playing a game now?”
Mark Driscoll: smirks Oh, absolutely! We're playing a game, MauveApprehension. But don't worry, I won't give you a moment's advantage.
Mark Driscoll: raises his glass Cheers to the game, MauveApprehension! May the best player win! takes a sip of champagne Now, let's see what tricks you have up your sleeve.
I took a sip of my drink “We’ll see about that.”
Mark Driscoll: smirks Oh, you have no idea what tricks I have up my sleeve, MauveApprehension. But let's find out together, shall we?