These Games We Play Novels & Stories

"Vesper, what do you think? It's just a bit past 9. Can't we play some games?" Vesper's eyes remained as indulgent as ever. He looked at his father as if asking if he were interested. "No. I'll watch." I expected that. There was no way Leander would join the game. But honestly, that worked best. I never intended to have him join either, and if he had joined, things would have become more difficult for me. Nick grumbled lightly. "So, what game should we play?" "Poker. Texas Hold'em." "Rules?"

Catalina and her friends all laugh before pulling out a brown paper bag and placing it on the countertop along with all of the alcohol. "We brought games." She smiles. Heidi's face lights up in excitement as she listens to her speak. "Oooo, what games did you bring?" She questions with curiosity laced throughout her voice. "Do or drink, cards against humanity and uno." She explains as she looks through the bag, pulling out each different game and setting it down in front of us. "Yessss omg! You brought everything we were missing. Thank you!" Heidi exclaims as she throws her arms around Catalina.

Mathew says searching for what I assume to be the game. William? Video games? I didn’t think someone with that personality knew how to have fun, like at all. “Found it,” Mathew says, plugging it in the socket, he switches on the game station before grabbing two game controllers, handing one to Milan who was excited to play video games. I sit back as I watch the two of them play video games ranging from Mortal Combat to FIFA games. My phone starts ringing again and I roll my eyes playfully thinking it was May again. I glance at the caller ID before answering.

How he comes up with all of his sayings baffles me. “The Great Wall of China a fence!” I love it. “I’m headed to poker,” Warner announces. Jake nods, and Peyton follows them toward the high stakes area. “What should we do?” Eli asks. “I like video slots,” I tell them. “Let’s make a lap until a machine calls to us,” Eli suggests. “I like the James Bond, Britney Spears, and Monopoly games,” I inform him as we walk. “Oh, and I won on the Buffalo game yesterday.”

We were clueless, it then dawned on us that we came out here, without having anything in mind to do. "Are we here to just stare at each other's faces or what?" I asked gazing at their faces, "I have no idea, honestly I don't know what we are doing here, I have no idea what to expect," Sandra chipped in. "Guys, let's play a game, that will help while away, don't you think?" Brandon asked. "Yeah it will, but the problem now is this, what game are we going to play? We can't play the games of kids, which involves being chased around, that can't happen right?" I asked and they all nodded their heads.

“Oh come on! It’s raining outside so we can’t really go swimming in the sea right now. We also can’t sit around and do nothing while waiting for the storm to pass. So you guys are playing. I’m not taking no for answer.” He basically drags us to the table and starts laying out cups and pouring beers. I’m very cautious about these wine games because that’s how they got me to kiss Alex the last time. So while they are busy with the cups, I lean towards Alex and whisper to him, “Are you good at this game?” “I won’t call myself a pro, but I’m not bad either,” he grins at me. “Relax. I got your back.” There are precisely six of us. So we are divided into two groups. Me, Alex and Eddie, versus Easo

My face split in a huge smile and it has been plastered for a long time. “What are we going to play?” I asked and sat with them in front of the TV. “You— nothing! We are playing Mortal Kombat!” Linc grimaced at me. “What?! Why?” “Because this game can only be played in 2!” Linc exclaimed and Raf laughed. “You are awful,” I exclaimed and went out of the room. I decided to call Mia. She accepted the call. “Hey, girl!” I said. “Hey, bish!” Mia screamed.

“Shall we play a game with the intruders on the south wall? They have incendiary devices.” “Incideeeenary,” I struggle through the word. I might not know how to say it, but I’ve read enough books to know that it means they are going to try to blow my house up. Again. “What kind of game do you suggest?” “We can play a dancing game,” she suggests. “It will require the power sprayers and the electrical current from the security fence. “Will they die?” I ask cautiously.

And I don’t play games. I end them.

Her mood improved with the movie, after which I suggested playing a game with her. "Hey Alexa, want to play some games? I bought my console and a few games. We can play Mario Kart or Overcooked." "Okay... What's Overcooked?" "It's a cooking game! We can play together and try to make some dishes. It's really fun." "Hmm... Okay, sure. Bring it on." "But I'm warning you, I'm pretty good at this game."