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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.

As primeiras mensagens dele🌶🌶🌶🌶🌶

you wrote i'm overrated.

i read it twice.

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

É ele quem escreve: Aurelio

  • Sports romance
  • Enemies to lovers
  • Hate to want
  • He falls first
Comentários
Escolha quem faz o papel dele ↓Primeiro capítulo grátis
13 homens podem interpretá-lo
TavishRonanAurelio13 homens podem interpretá-lo ↓

A trama

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.

Ele é

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

Você é

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

Onde começa

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.

Capítulos

  1. 1Say it to my face

Quem faz o papel dele?

Toca num rosto e ele entra no personagem.

Homens

Me surpreendaCass 38Bo 38

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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.

Todos os personagens em todas as histórias são adultos fictícios, maiores de 18 anos.

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  • 3Six a.m.Grátis
  • 4Film roomGrátis
  • 5Thursday nightGrátis
  • 6FridayGrátis
  • 7The press box sawGrátis
  • 8Twenty minutesGrátis
  • 9Print itGrátis
  • Como funciona

    1. 1Escolha quem o interpreta: qualquer um daqui ou um personagem que você criou.
    2. 2Mande mensagem para ele. Ele fica no papel, e a história segue o que você diz.
    3. 3O capítulo 1 é grátis. Os próximos abrem com Kisses quando você chegar lá.

    Comentários

    Mateo 29
    Kade 32
    Amari 48
    Hollis 50
    Soren 35
    Aurelio 33
    Elliot 40
    Tavish 26
    Emeka 28
    Ronan 42
    Yusuf 24
    Crie a sua

    Da comunidade

    Ainda ninguém com esse nome.

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    O estranho mascarado

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