What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you.
–Chris Isaak, born this date in 1956.
Writing prompt: Write a scene in which your protagonist’s partner details wicked games your protag wasn’t even aware of playing.
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