Chapter 242

"Are we speaking on hypothetical terms, or are you really after a video game?" I ask him and he gives me something of an unsure smile.

"Okay then, let's say hypothetically, there was this game that I wanted really bad, and there was also someone else, someone else whom the game would rather go to than me?"

"Does this game have feelings, or is it a real person rather?" I ask him and his eyes opened wide in a panic.

"Let's say it does".

"It doesn't does it. You are talking about a human being here. First, it is a little bit rude for you to refer to someone as a game if you asked me" I say, and the sort of mortification that I see in his eyes, the sort of hidden embarrasment and open reproach that is in there, it makes me sad. You can say that my words may be hurtful a little bit and I should think maybe I'd been a little bit too harsh.

"I'm guessing that I'm being a little bit harsh aren't I. First, it isn't fair for you to refer to someone who is living and breathing as a game, it is oddly rude, well it isn't true but it's a little bit inhumane. You are debasing, the dignity of that person and even if we are speaking on hypothetical terms, I don't think I want to hear of someone being referred to as a game".

There is also another fear that lies below the surface but it is one that I do not want to pay attention to now.

"Did I make you angry?" He asks me, and I shake my head.

"On the contrary you actually revealed something to me"I reply

"And what might that be?" He asks, and I give him one of my most delightful smiles.

"I am simply a bitch sometimes whenever it comes to emotions".

The smile that lights up his face is simply delightful, and at the end I guess it was worth it. It was worth it for me to consciously try to make him happy with my words at least even if I can't do anything else to make him happy.

"So continue" I say, and he nods his head, very much eager to continue.

" So this person...."

"I'd rather you use the game term" I say cutting him short, his eyes bolt open in surprise, or is it annoyance.

"I thought you said me referring to someone as a game is rude?"

"Right now, I really wouldn't mind. I know I said it was rude, but I would rather you continue referring to this person as a game".

His eyebrows quirk up in surprise.

"Why would that be?" He asks and I simply keep my mouth shut. If by any chance this person you are talking about is me, then I would rather we continued referring to me as a game because the sort of embarrassment that I would feel at knowing that I had been referred to as a problem, or knowing the forcast I had beforehand was right, the embarrasment would be infinite. I would not be able to escape it for the rest of my days in this life.