"Can you stop?"
Her smile only grew.
"Do you not like me looking at you, Killer?"
"I don't like you r****g me with your eyes."
"You'd know if I was doing that."
His jaw clenched as he got dressed after showering and threw the towel in the clothes pile they had in the corner.
Kegan sat on her bed and pressed her back against the wall, looking bored. "Want to play a game?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"It'll be fun."
"No."
"Come on, Killer. You never play with me anymore."
He ran a tattooed hand through his hair and pondered on the suggestion. "Let's play one of my games."
"Your games are always boring."
"Then stop asking."
"What're we playing?"
"A game."
"Should we wait for Jasper?"
"He's working."
"I know but we could wait. His games are fun."
"I'm sure they are."
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