Delilah: Day 2 (Planning)

You sit at the dining room table with Rebekah, catching a quick meal before you both head off to evening classes. It's nice to have a quiet moment together between classes and chaos, but it too becomes devoted to the game.

“Any particular plans?” asks Rebekah.

You grin at her between bites of your tuna sandwich.

“I thought you were my manager, allowed to decide how I play out these things.”

She jabs you playfully in the arm. “That was my original idea, yeah. But that was before I realized how competitive you are. I can still provide some ideas if you need them. How about group public sex on the library roof. I always figured that cornice they hang the flag from kind of looks like the prow of a ship. You could do that Titanic thing and tell it about being king of the world when you fuck her.”

You snort. “You're crazy, you know that, right? We'd get arrested getting naked up there.”

“Hey, you wanted ideas. So have you checked things with Delilah?”

“Not yet.”

Her smile fades a little. “Well don't you think you should? I'm sure she'll be okay with a challenge but you need to make sure there's no schedule clashes.”

You pick up your tablet, acknowledging she's right and quickly send a message.

“Hey, Delilah. Remember me? I drew your card in the game again and wanted to see if you were up for a challenge this week. Hit me back, okay?”

And with that, it's time to head to class.