A/N: Originally it was supposed to be love but I got distracted by a game of Hangman and I HAD to post this
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36. Loser
He lost frikkin hangman
"A?"
"3."
"B."
"One"
"Banana."
"Damn. You win again Soul."
"It's not my fault you always lose in this game. You always chose easy words for me,"
Silver looked slightly insulted. "A-at least that's better than you! You always use the name of the guy you have a crush on! And it's six letters! I probably don't know him! I can not win!" And with a huff, Silver left Soul to pack up the Hangman set.
"Sore loser. You never win because you never guess yourself…" Soul sighed as she drew love hearts next to his name. "Stupid loser."
Hehehehe...
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