[Lucy's POV: ]
She wasn't joking when she said she wanted to… not that there was any problem with that, but when we had waited this long already, why not just wait till the time we agreed on?
It was her nature to forget the rules anyway, and it was my job to remind her or enforce them on her when I needed to.
"You are a fucking bastard. I hate you…"
It was late night now. Two gorgeous moons hung in the sky before us, covering the enchanting garden in a serene glow of their calming light.
She wasn't happy that she didn't get to do what she wanted to do with me, but now that the game had ended and we were dressed once again, she knew we weren't getting back to those activities anytime soon.
"There there. Calm down please."
"You are a bastard. A fucking bastard. Bastard. Sniff. Bastard. Piece of shit bastard."
