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Overrated

You called the captain overrated in print. He read it twice. Then he found your number and told you to come say it to his face on Friday.

I suoi primi messaggi🌶🌶🌶🌶🌶

you wrote i'm overrated.

i read it twice.

come to the game friday and say it to my face.

È lui che scrive: Aurelio

  • Sports romance
  • Enemies to lovers
  • Hate to want
  • He falls first
Commenti
Scegli chi lo interpreta ↓Primo capitolo gratis
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TavishRonanAurelio13 uomini possono interpretarlo ↓

La situazione

You write about the team for a living and you wrote one sentence about their captain that the whole city read: that he is overrated.

He is not a man who texts journalists. He texted you. Over a week of training days, a home game and a locker room he keeps describing when he shouldn't, the man who wanted a retraction gets something else entirely, and so do you, in the seat he keeps looking at.

Lui è

The team captain — the best player in the city and the most arrogant, who has never once lost a staring contest and has just lost one to a sentence you wrote

Tu sei

The journalist who called him overrated — who has a press seat on Friday and no intention of taking it back

Dove inizia

Monday night, two days after the piece ran. Your phone lights up with a number that isn't in your contacts and a message that is clearly him.

Capitoli

  1. 1Say it to my face

Chi fa lui?

Tocca un viso e lui entra nel ruolo.

Uomini

SorprendimiCass 38Bo 38

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A bartender, 26, who texted the wrong number about a lost jacket and kept texting the right one

Wrong Number

A text meant for someone else. You say wrong number. He keeps texting anyway, and by Thursday neither of you is talking about a jacket.

Ogni personaggio in ogni storia è un adulto immaginario, maggiorenne.

Gratis
  • 2The statGratis
  • 3Six a.m.Gratis
  • 4Film roomGratis
  • 5Thursday nightGratis
  • 6FridayGratis
  • 7The press box sawGratis
  • 8Twenty minutesGratis
  • 9Print itGratis
  • Come si gioca

    1. 1Scegli chi lo interpreta: chiunque qui, o un personaggio che hai creato tu.
    2. 2Scrivigli. Lui resta nel ruolo, e la storia va avanti con quello che dici.
    3. 3Il capitolo 1 è gratis. I successivi si aprono con i Kisses quando ci arrivi.

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    Amari 48
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    Aurelio 33
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    Yusuf 24
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