Gives You Hell

After my complicated afternoon with that cheap inked-skin, Jamia and I decided to have a games night.

We love playing games - besides twister as it involves touching and can get a tad naughty.
I decided to play our favourite... Operation.

I always wanted to be a doctor as a child but my strong needle phobia took over due to my side effects with them. I would normally faint or obsessively vomit when a needle is near me. I am even worst when a needle is being injected into my skin. Talk about being in hell.

After setting up the game, Jamia and I decided to take turns playing. Jamia started first and she buzzed and failed. She was so cute when she lost. I wanted to pick her up and kiss her... but i can't because of my phobias.

Its my turn now.

Being my cool self I decided to show off my skills to Jamia. I picked up the clippers and clapped them in front of my face in preparation of my game.

I was going to steal the dying mans heart.

I leaned the clippers in and opened them to grab them. Full concentration.

I heard something out the window so i looked towards the window to see that idiot and his friend cutting my grass. The curly haired one was playing guitar onto of his lawn mower.

MY GRASS!

I can't deal with someone touching anything of mine. It has to be neat and perfect.

BUZZBUZZBUZZ

He ruined my game!

Jamia put her hand on her heart and whispered 'sorry'. She knows how important these games are to me.

We both looked out of the window and there he was. Frank.

Frank pulled out his arm and waved at us.

I tried getting the heart again and failed due to frustration.

That's it!

I will show him who's boss in the morning...

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