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Poker was writing something in his book. He wrote House of cards and is still trying to write.
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" This isn't a meeting... This is a review." The Narrator said.
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" I know, just changing the plot of this one." Poker said, Writing in his book.
He didn't look at the Narrator once.
The Narrator rolled his eyes.

"All the Authoritative power in this literature verse and you can't even respect me, Poker." The narrator sighed.

" Like nah, bro. I'm not really good at making plots man . That's why some of those chapters were short as fuck." Poker said, irritated.
The narrator nodded.
" But you know I couldn't give Rummy that power. It would just be all about-"
" It IS about drinking, Dumbass! I can't write this shit myself!!" Poker Growled.
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" Like Bro, you want me to Erase you?! Why are you narrating whatever I do or say.. The fuck?!" Poker complained.

" I'm sorry, Author Poker... It's My job to ...I have to narrate this one ... You're the main character here." The narrator said in a shaky tone.

" Ok, ok... You're fine... I've got to create a whole new plot... Maybe another story...?
I'm thinking of ' Stacked up decks' Or...
' Poker can't smoke'... Haha .. Or... I can add a couple of new characters... Anything can happen..."
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The narrator nodded.
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" What if I split up Rummy and Kitsy...
Just send him to jail..." Poker said, Lost in thought. The narrator didn't agree.
" Actually, Rummy is the reason I read the story..." The narrator said.

Poker sighed.
" Damn... I thought I was interesting...
I wrote the damn thing. Shouldn't everyone like me?" Poker complained.

" You made a really good character. You should be happy!" The narrator said.

" He's cool, but... I've fucked my story really bad. Damn. Labelling this story as a Mystery because I'm confused how I messed up so much."




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