Playing the Player

My sister, Foster, dragged me into her friends' "Blind Box Dating Game."

I ended up drawing the name of the scholarship kid, Brooks. Immediately, someone gasped.

"Oh, Brooks! Orphaned, raised by his sick grandma who collects trash to pay his tuition. Yet, he's somehow always at the top of the class!"

"Christy, if you can make him fall for you and then crush his heart, the satisfaction will be insane!"

Pretend to fall in love with a poor guy, win his heart, and then dump him in the most humiliating way possible.

They had already ruined countless people using this cruel game.