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Candy
read the title out loud, “ Tempest Season: Book One of the Urban
Wizard Archives .”
    “Now, a wizard who plays Dungeons and
Dragons,” Felicia said, nodding her head at the book, “is ‘dumb.’
There’s no reason for someone who can already cast spells to
pretend to be in a world where spell casting is an imaginative
possibility. And you can’t have Dungeons and Dragons without the
wizards and spells, it wouldn’t make any sense. You see? Oh, I can
tell you haven’t got a clue.”
    Candy looked from Felicia to Melvin and then
to each of the other werewolves, or lycanthrows, or whatever they
wanted to be called, with confusion she couldn’t hide had she
wanted.
    “You’re all nerds,” she said. “Werewolf nerds.
I never thought I’d see the day.”
    “First of all, we’re lycans,” the guy who had
introduced himself as White Paul said. “And second, why don’t you
sit down and try it before you knock it?”
    “I’ll pass,” Candy said. “I wouldn’t be caught
dead playing one of these stupid games.”
    “That’s the second bad adage you’ve used,”
Felicia said. “What would you be caught dead
doing?”
    “Not this, that’s for sure.”
    The guy with the shaved head said, “Why is she
here again?”
    “Everyone shut up!” Melvin said, blue eyes
blazing behind his glasses. “We are all going to get along with
each other, got it? Tinch gave us orders and we will follow those
orders and be civil to our guest. On the same note,” he looked at
Candy over his glasses again, “this is our house and we expect some
respect. If you don’t like the game and you don’t want to join us,
then you can go over there and sit on the couch.”
    “Or I can show you around upstairs,” White
Paul offered. “That way you won’t soon forget what a lycan
is.”
    Candy ignored him and gave the disgusting
couch a sideways glance, the foul smell of which made her nose
scrunch. She reluctantly took a seat in the empty chair between
Felicia and Jimmy. The redhead beamed at her without an ounce of
sincerity while Melvin unfolded a Dungeon Master’s screen and
propped it up on the table so the paper and dice couldn’t be seen
behind it.
    “I don’t,” Candy began, looking around to all
of the eyes that went her way. “I don’t know how to
play.”
    “It’s simple,” Felicia said. “You pretend to
be something you’re not. That’s the crux of the game. In your case,
you’ll want to pretend to be anything other than a massive
slut.”
    Everyone’s eyes bulged, but none more so than
Candy’s. Her face turned bright red and her bottom lip quivered as
everyone gaped from her to Felicia with their mouths hanging open.
Felicia winced when Candy’s sobs filled the room.
    “For fucks sake!” Melvin bellowed. “Didn’t I
just tell you to be civil?”
    Felicia tried to put an arm around her crying
guest. “Shit! I didn’t mean it. I was only kidding, Candy. I didn’t
mean it like that.”
    Candy shot up from the chair, ran over to the
couch, and threw herself facedown onto it. Everyone could only hang
their heads while she cried into a pillow. The last several hours
had finally caught up with her and Felicia’s remark was icing on
the cake. Candy cried and by God it felt good. She found herself
wanting her mother, and her own bed.
    “Hey,” Jimmy said close to her ear. “Why don’t
we go outside and get some fresh air?”
    “We can’t play without you,” Felicia
said.
    “Then you should have kept your big mouth
shut. Come on, Candy. You’ll feel better with some fresh
air.”
    As Jimmy took her out through the sliding
glass door into the back yard, Felicia muttered, “She started it,
the judgmental bitch. Look at how she’s dressed!”
    “Just ignore them,” Jimmy said. He slid the
door shut and led Candy around to the side of the house where they
couldn’t be seen or heard.
    “I can’t believe I just cried in front of a
bunch of nerds.”
    “We’re not nerds,” Jimmy said,