A smashed fist against the chess set- as all upset suddenly became… momentarily paralysed. In an intriguing instance and WANTING and w-a-i-t-i-n-g to cause
alL oUt iRreTrIeVAbLe hAvOc again… as a careFULLY concentrated-both-CONSTRUCTED pair of EAGERLY anticipatory professionals ‘playfully’ proceed – acting good-eyed and greedy in equal measurement perhaps.
And about to excitably procrastinate and brilliantly SEETHE!! In equal measurement… perhaps?
Together they appear to be two pieces of a tWiStEd and decidedly disheveled game of distanced play-pretend. Even if, and WHEN, to pretend to play this eagle-eyed game IS to lie: To the other person’s eyes(Venomously!)
IS to f-i-n-d the other player’s tell – “Pre tell, please,” he will courageously whisper it against his opponent’s listening earpiece
As they sit AND soil themselves, if the case need be… …
