Chapter 7
Player concept
Adam could still remember the look of pure bewilderment on Chris' face when he announced in a rather serious tone that he was, indeed, a player.
Jackpot! Adam thought. Just great. Now he waited silently, watching her reaction.
'Haha. So I was correct?' Chris looked down at her feet, which were covered partially in her brown soft sandals.
'Yeah.' Adam grunted.
'Hmm. Actually I was sort of wishing that you would say no, cos I had a rather good impression of you.' Chris looked up and stared at Adam straight in the eye.
Adam was shocked again. If it were ever earthly possible to be shocked twice within such a short time by the same person, making such subtle but frank comments, it would be exactly what happened.
She is one frank and extremely brave girl, Adam thought to himself.
'Hmm, you know, I have a friend who is a Casanova of sorts, rather like what you admit you are.' She smirked at Adam and her eyes twinkled.
'...oh really?' Adam wasn’t sure how to respond. It seemed as though the question had traps hidden all over, that he would get stuck, whatever response he gave. Better to stick with the neutrals, Adam thought.
Chris grinned, seemingly at ease with the whole situation.
'The thing is that, I told him that there is one big problem with the whole being a player concept.'
'And that is?' Adam cocked one eyebrow in suspicion
'It's something I call the players paradox,' Chris paused briefly, as if waiting for the impact of the words to reach him, then continued, 'firstly, let me ask you, what is a player?'
'Not sure? Probably defined as someone who treats love as a game?' It felt weird saying it out. Adam could almost felt his stomach churn as he spoke aloud.
'You see, in a game-' Chris was cut in mid sentence as music started to play from the speakers from the other side of the second level.
Player concept
Adam could still remember the look of pure bewilderment on Chris' face when he announced in a rather serious tone that he was, indeed, a player.
Jackpot! Adam thought. Just great. Now he waited silently, watching her reaction.
'Haha. So I was correct?' Chris looked down at her feet, which were covered partially in her brown soft sandals.
'Yeah.' Adam grunted.
'Hmm. Actually I was sort of wishing that you would say no, cos I had a rather good impression of you.' Chris looked up and stared at Adam straight in the eye.
Adam was shocked again. If it were ever earthly possible to be shocked twice within such a short time by the same person, making such subtle but frank comments, it would be exactly what happened.
She is one frank and extremely brave girl, Adam thought to himself.
'Hmm, you know, I have a friend who is a Casanova of sorts, rather like what you admit you are.' She smirked at Adam and her eyes twinkled.
'...oh really?' Adam wasn’t sure how to respond. It seemed as though the question had traps hidden all over, that he would get stuck, whatever response he gave. Better to stick with the neutrals, Adam thought.
Chris grinned, seemingly at ease with the whole situation.
'The thing is that, I told him that there is one big problem with the whole being a player concept.'
'And that is?' Adam cocked one eyebrow in suspicion
'It's something I call the players paradox,' Chris paused briefly, as if waiting for the impact of the words to reach him, then continued, 'firstly, let me ask you, what is a player?'
'Not sure? Probably defined as someone who treats love as a game?' It felt weird saying it out. Adam could almost felt his stomach churn as he spoke aloud.
'You see, in a game-' Chris was cut in mid sentence as music started to play from the speakers from the other side of the second level.
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