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Part 15- civilization...?

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(Sorry short chapter)

Mark walked away from me into what looked like an office. I stood there gaping. I'm not gonna lie, I probably wouldn't be upset if he DID fuck me again. It's a dirty thought but it's been in the back of my mind for awhile.
In a moment I heard Mark talking in the other room. Chica went and laid down outside the closed door. I tilted my head in confusion at the seeming routine, walking slowly to the room. I stood there, classic movie style, with my ear pushed against the door. "Now I'm not saying I'm a professional at this game, but I have played civilization before!" Was Mark... Talking to himself? "It was actually my brother who plays / played this game lots, he recommended it and that's how I started playing." Civ 6? Wasn't that like... JUST released? I've played civilization before, with my Sistersat-the-time boyfriend; Riley. "OoOOH look craph!" Craph? What did he mean? Crab? He kept talking, I opened the door slowly and he finished a sentence and then glanced towards me. "What's up duderino" I pointed to the computer screen
"Whatcha doin?"
"Recording a video." He stated, matter of factly, as though I should've known this. But he wasn't annoyed.
"Oh sorry! I should go!" I gestured to the door and started to leave.
"Nah it's fine I can edit this out later." He smiled and I walked towards him. Looking at his actual situation on the screen. Not good for as much as I remembered about the game.
"I'll let you get back to it." I smirked at him and left. "How much longer do you think you'll be recording?" He looked at the screen and checked what I assumed to be a time.
"Eh around 20 more minutes probably." He waved bye to me and turned back to his game, I left the room.
I sat on the couch and looked around, he really had a beautiful house. I tapped the arm of the couch, bored. With a scoff to myself I thought about what he said 15 minutes ago. "'Maybe later.'" I quoted him to myself.
Maybe in about 20 minutes.
It was time I looked for his bedroom.

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