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Axel looked up, almost proud that I thought of that myself. “See, you are smooth, you just need time to think.” “I can’t think around her. She makes me nervous.” My chest burns again, this time more like pain than pressure. Maybe I’m not just nervous, maybe I’m sick? “We’ll come up with a game plan at your place tonight. But dude, do you even realize?” The pain subsides again and I look at him curiously, “What?” “You have a date.” Axel, as usual, jumps on my bed and I take the seat by the desk. His face shows a rather puzzled look, “We got to make you really interesting to her.” He mumbles,

Verda immediately snapped, "This is a triple S-rank dungeon! How did you get here with zero experience?" "Yeah. Try to remember. Maybe you've got some special achievement," Lonnie said, leaning closer and waiting for my answer. That perked me right up, and my whole face lit up with pride. "Achievements? Oh, I've played every single dating sim on the market! Full completion, all perfect harem endings, literally thousands of them. I gave every sad little pixel boyfriend a loving home. As for skills, my memory is insane. I can list every love interest's quirks, their birthdays backward, and all their famous lines!"

He stood frozen in place, looking exactly like a stray dog abandoned by the entire world. We had already driven far away by the time the System's notification finally stuttered back to life. "Ding… Kendrick's affection level has increased by 10%… His current affection level is 50%…"

They pretended to be busy, but their ears were practically twisting like antennas to pick up what she and Simon was talking about. “I didn’t either,” she told her friend. “But…” “But nothing.” “Oh, come on Emma. My dating life is dryer than the Sahara desert. I need to live vicariously through you,” Simon complained. “Yeah, I’m not dating either. So tough luck,” she told him. “Come on, you have a hot doctor chasing you, you are staying in a mansion, a god honest mansion, with a hoard of more or less good-looking men. You need to give me something.”

Allison replied. "What are you going on about?" Raeanne asked. "It's a paranormal dating online game. You buy a fantasy and play it out online. But here is the awesome part! They have real guys you chat with who play out the fantasy with you." Allison explained. "Isn't that a little cheesy? They're problem teenagers, or fat balding men pretending to be something they aren't. God only knows who you're really talking to. How safe is it, sounds very sketchy to me." Raeanne replied.

"There's nothing interesting about being on the internet." His brother sighed. "Now that you know he's freaking rich—" "Language." "— will you stop dating him?" Simon frowned slightly at the question. "I don't know what to do." He looked at the other. "What should I do?" Mike shrugged. "Just date him and you'll never have to work a day in your life." The omega narrowed his eyes. "Don't you have school?" His brother walked to the door. "You asked for my opinion—" "Get going."

Damon shot back at him. That answer knocked the air out of him more than an argument would have. The room felt too warm. Too small. Simon ran a hand through his hair. “When are you booking it?” Simon asked. His voice didn’t sound like his own. “Today.” Damon didn’t hesitate. Simon stood there for a second like his body hadn’t caught up yet. Then he sat back down slowly, like his knees decided for him. The game was still running. His character stood in the middle of the map, getting shot at. He didn’t move..

Substance. Lying on his bed, dressed in a T-shirt and sweatpants, Simon browsed through various female streamers on his laptop. His gold-rimmed glasses glinted under the reading lamp. One after another, he swiped left, unimpressed. The filters were cranked too high. Most of the women wouldn’t look half as good in real life. At thirty-two, Simon had the air of someone who’d seen too much and learned to be immune to superficial charm.

“Not sure I’ve ever felt that way about anyone, but you seem happy. Where’d you meet her?” “Oh, you know. How we all do it now. Online.” Time to leave before Simone began to pry deeper. Simone’s fair brows shot up. “What site? I should try it.” Thinking fast, Ace searched his mind for the last dating site he’d seen in an ad. “Tinder.” “I’ll look it up, but I’m kind of surprised you date online.” His appreciative gaze traveled up and down Ace . “You don’t look like you have trouble meeting people.”

"I doubt it. I can easily make you fall for me and just as easily break your heart." "Wanna bet?" Cleo asked, her eyes twinkling. "I'm listening." "Let's see... Whoever falls in love with the other before the hotel is completed has to admit it publicly on live TV and quit playing and their favorite hobby for a...year. Deal?" "Deal!... Get ready to be played Miss Reynolds." "On the contrary, you're about to be played, Mr. Simmons. Played real good." She said shaking my hand. I smiled. Let the games... BEGIN! T B C