I cover my face with my arms in embarrassment. How could someone dig themselves this deep? I know for a fact that it's possible to die from embarrassment. The Sims 4 proves it!

"Please, the hole," I beg.

"Which hole, Jackie?" he whispers into my ear.

"The one your hand is in." I gasp at the sensation.

I can't breathe. It feels like he is pulling my heart out. Which he could possibly be doing. It doesn't hurt. It just feels completely alien. Theme on point. My chest hole pops out and my normal chest is back and heaving.

Kage tries to pull his hand away but I grab it and place it back on my chest. It's cold and sensitive. It feels weird to be apart from him.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

"How do I know you won't put more holes in me in the future? Why did you put this one in me in the first place if you were just going to take it out again? Are you a snake? I'm not Eve. I'm not even a girl. Why are you trying to mess with my head? Why-"

He stops my rambling by giving me a peck on my lips. I blink in stunned surprise.

"I don't want to be friends, Jackie."

He's close to my face. I can feel his breath as it fans out onto my cheeks. This feels like a hopeless romance story. Geek boy falls for bad boy who keeps hurting him.

"Why were you crying, Jackie?"

"Stop saying my name like that." I try to cover my face and pull away but he holds me in place.

"Tell me if this is too much. I know we just suddenly invaded your life and forced you to use your powers when you spent your whole life hiding them. I know the feeling. But it's okay. I'm here now."

"You sound like a cringey mess," I respond. Why does everyone think I had my powers this whole time? Is it unusual for powers to only surface later in life?

"What seems to be going on here? A barbeque? I think so too." The wild Dave suddenly appears and begins the battle with a taunt.

"Dave? Are you really trying to threaten me? Do you remember what happened last time?"

"You really want to mention that now when you're trying to twist your way into his mind?"

I feel like I'm being fought over right now. Right? But what I am wondering is if my face suddenly turned into a 'Please, for the love of God, fuck me' face because I remember seeing something different in the mirror this morning.

"Stop trying to get in my way," Kage hisses.

I sigh. The classic villain quotes. I knew I could never trust a snake. I guess it's a bad time to ask for that bike helmet, huh?

"Jackie, don't believe this bastard," Dave advises me.

"No, trust me, not that asshole, Jackie," Kage contradicts.

So I can't trust any of them. But if I do the opposite of not trusting Kage then that would just be following what Kage said. Man, life is confusing.

"Jackie," they say in unison.

They're both bastards. I should just escape. Come on, gutless powers, whoosh me away from here.

"Is it just me or is the room getting hot?"

Hot and sweaty threesome or face melting flames? I see fire flickering in Dave's palms and decide that it's the latter. Let's leave now, perverted brain. Agreed. Who needs hot guys anyway? All they're good for are their faces, right? I can just get jerk off material from the web.

Wait. Why did I just assume I was going to jerk off to male faces? Wow. I'm gay. I check my wrist watch and see that it's already three O'clock. My mom will get home at five thirty-ish. I will sit her down and tell her. I guess I should also tell her I might be gay.

Now I just have to wait for them to start throwing punches- Never mind. They're already at each other's throats. My only problem now is that there is a wall of fire keeping me from escaping.

"Um, Dave!" I call over their shouting, "Could you let me leave before I become a delicious fried dish?"

He'd probably like that. They both want to devour me anyway. Why do they have to be so troublesome? What do I do? Do I wait for the entrance of a new character or do I try to stop the fight? ... Nah, let them kill themselves. My plan is flawless. Mwuhahahaha!

Okay. But seriously. I don't want to die by fire. That shit hurts like hell. Literally how they describe hell. Burn in the firey pits of Hell! You know?

"Guys?"

"Die, you bastard!"

"Shut the hell up, peasant," Kage retorts.

Dang. There's a Queen up in here. I need to fight for my crown back. I take a step forward and ... bolt through the opening under the stall wall that is thankfully high enough for me to get under. I pass under another one and stop when my hand meets shoe.

I look up and see a teenage boy who is sitting on the toilet reading the newspaper like a boss. He looks like the typical smartass, glasses and all. Coloured skin and bleached white dreads. Goddamn. Why hello there black tea. I'll have you know I'm British so I likey.

He lowers the paper to stare down at me like I'm a cockroach. I quickly stand up and try to hide my tomato self by turning around to show him my back.

"S-So sorry. I was escaping the fire. We should leave before we get killed by the two homicidal teenagers outside this door."

I hear the toilet flush then a hand appears beside me to unlock the stall door. He puts his hand on the small of my back and gently guides me out of the way. He ignores the fight and goes to the sink to wash his hands. After that, he just leaves.

Bitch touched me with toilet hands.