It was 12 o clock.
I was in my room, playing DirtyBomb.
In my load out was only Fletcher.
Anyone not Fletcher was kicked from the match.
The game got more intense, as more and more people became Fletcher.
A Proxie said over chat “Fletcher is @$!#.”
We all called her a @$!#.
We voted to kick her, then we all prayed for our lord Fletcher.
I thanked Fletcher for the life I was given, and I would do anything to repay him.
Just then I heard “Sticky out!”
Suddenly my wall got blown up, and out of the dust rose a tall sexy man.
It’s Fletcher!
Fletcher leaned in towards me, while stroking my chin.
He said in a soft tone “My name is Fletcha.”
He then grabbed me by my wrist.
I am ready
He bent me over the bed and…
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It hurt, but I did it for Fletcher.
Harder and harder he pounded.
He put down the chair leg and picked up the…
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Fletcher yelled out in a sexy, yet climatic way “I have a gift for you, no charge!”
He then stuck a sticky bomb to my @$!# and detonated it.
I @$!#, and then lay motionless on my bed.
My father comes in, and Fletcher tilted his glasses looking him dead in the eyes and says “Complete the objective.”
He then flew out of my window.
Fletcher is love
Fletcher is life
