Romans & histoires The Closet Game

“Inside a closet.” “What?! What are we doing inside a closet?” she exclaimed. He laughed at her since he found her natural innocence humorous and flattering as well. “You don’t seem to know what they’re doing at this party.” he said. Adeline shook her head. “Are you serious?” he murmured. He turned to her and put on a lamblike face. “We are playing the infamous 7 minutes in heaven." he said. "What? Y-You mean the game where two people got stuck inside a closet and they will either kiss or make out?!" Adeline emphasized.

She hugged me, gently patting my shoulder. "Come on, let's go to the basement," Zane said politely to my friends as he led us downstairs. He walked so quickly that by the time we reached the basement, he had already unlocked the door and switched on the lights. The basement had four rooms—a store room, a gym, and two lounge areas for guests. I took them inside to get a better look. It was clean and tidy like before. Every room looked untouched; not only had nothing been added, but nothing had been taken either.

“I will go out quickly.” “No,” Jordy said immediately, grabbing his arm. “Not through the front.” Matt frowned slightly. “There is no other exit.” “There is,” Jordy said quickly, pulling him toward the side of the house. They moved fast now, urgency replacing caution. But as they reached the small hallway near the side storage area, another sound came from outside. Keys. The front door unlocking. Jordy stopped completely. Matt did too. For a moment, neither of them moved. The door opened.

“DL City? That’s huge!” Jessica was way too excited. But I stared at the email, reading it for the 10th time. [Dear Clover Designs, Good day! We are going to go straight to the point. We have been seeing you online for a while now. Crowds are going wild for every new piece that lands on your page. Seeing a young business like that thrive is refreshing. Well, we are also about to launch our little closet. We design accessories that would match your vibe so crazy.

Please be the existing door, please…. I turned the knob open and to my disappointment, it wasn’t the exit door but it was through a room, in other words, a closet. I have never seen a real closet before, I have only seen it in movies. And to be honest, I have never in my life seen this many clothes before, it was so nice. I have always dreamt of having a closet of my own. I walked into the closet completely forgetting my aim to get out of the house.

Until next time you stay girly and I'll stay in the closet awaiting my best opportunity to finally escape. Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian

Turning around, he walked out of his apartment–sized bathroom and made his way out of his room towards his closet. His closet was in an entirely different room from his bedroom or rather, the entrance to his closet was in another room while his closet was a totally different part of the entire mansion. It was in the room directly opposite his bedroom and it was embedded into the ground like an underground basement but instead of the usual underground door or displaced floorboard like the normal average people had, his was encased with a transparent dome–shaped case.

I was poisoned with wolfsbane by my destined mate's side chick. Woke up in a whole new world. Before I could figure out what was going on, a creepy voice dropped into my head: [Welcome to the Dark Citadel.] [Survive seven days in the castle to clear the game.] [Initial players: 30. Current players: 30.] [Have a great game.] The voice vanished. We were all just standing there, thirty strangers in some dramatic-looking grand hall.

When I came back to the dorm after dinner, Rachel and the others were already in the middle of the hallway, starting on the fondue. The moment I stepped inside, an intense, rich smell hit the back of my throat. As if fondue weren’t enough, Rachel was actually grilling patties over charcoal in a cramped dorm room. Did she not care about carbon monoxide poisoning? When she saw me, she put on a fake look of surprise. "Oh wow, silly me, I totally forgot to invite you, Lila!"

Violet was getting ready to head out. The only thing she’d brought with her was a framed photo of her parents—not even a change of clothes. But when she woke up that morning, there was a whole box of women’s clothes by the door. Still in her robe, she bent down to peek inside, but before she could even look, a maid appeared. “Ma’am, these are all new outfits for you.” She pointed downstairs. “And sir had some coats delivered too. We’ll move everything into the walk-in closet, if that’s alright?”