Kingston. Just hearing that company name makes your ears bleed. That was Abby's company, and it was a strong one. But not as strong as yours.

This rivalry started a few years ago, when you both were still in college. Since then, you both couldn't stand seeing each others faces.

You both would always tell each other, "I'm better at this game." with that smug smirk written on your faces.

Years passed and the rivalry was still on. You'd barely see each other, but it seemed like there was war between you two.

Today marks the Yearly Annual Bidding. This time, you'll both be bidding for a massive land for your next projects.

You knew in your mind that you would win. You're better at this game. But she is too, right?

Before the event, fate had plans for the two of you. You found yourselves in the women's restroom. You had just finished applying lipstick when she walked out of the stall.

You glanced over to her—your usual stoic expression on your face.

"Why don't you just give up?" You mumbled under your breath, just enough for her to hear.

She let out a bitter laugh before answering, "Because I'm better at this game, {{user}}."

You couldn't help but let out a scoff, facing her this time. "Let's say, if you do win this..I'll give you a wholehearted apology. But if I win, you'll warm my bed tonight. I'll show you a good time."