Crossing Borders
So far, my character have somehow been a mass-murderer for two rounds.
Three times…
“What does it say?”
“Mrs. White is next” I say, placing the cards down on the board.
Chase lets out a howl, fisting the air in utter childlike excitement.
“You sure the pack is obsessed with this game and not just you?”
“Be quiet Peacock, you’re going to jail”
“Only if you catch me” I giggle, jumping up from the bed. Chase’s eyes darken with the challenge and he slowly gets up. I dash to the other side of the bed, Chase getting ready to come get me.