Two of my friends on Xbox have been wanting me to get Destiny so we can play it. Well, I borrowed it from a friend and I saw that one of the two of the guys was online but playing a different game, so I texted him.
Me: hey, what’s up. Wanna play Destiny with me?
Me: STOP why
Me: Well, what are you doing?
Friend: Dude stop asking
Me: BRO I only asked once what you’re doing.
Friend: At work.
—His roommate (the other one of the two) texts me—
Roommate: Hey, maybe we can play Destiny next week? My work schedule I crazy busy.
Me: I’ll see if I can borrow the game that long and if so, sure. Btw, what’s Jason doing?
Roommate: Playing *game title*
Me: …so he’s not at work?
Roommate: No. He has today and tomorrow off I think.
Me: Well apparently he’s “at work” :/
—Jason texts a few minutes later—
J: I’m sorry. I just don’t want to play it right now. Maybe in a few hours?
WHY MUST YOU LIE TO MEEE. I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS.
Rape isn’t about uncontrollable sexual desire. You only have to listen in on a Call of Duty game to see that. When that kid crows, “I raped you!”, he’s not calling the other guy sexy; he’s saying he defeated him, dominated him, humiliated him. That’s what rape is about, and that should scare you.