Round...wait what...I’m still here?

[Griffin]

 That round was a massive clusterfuck. Lots of lies, lots of alliances and lots of emotions. I thought I had an idea of this game and sort of how it worked. But nope. I didn’t realize how hard these people go. Like for real. No shade throwing here. But really though these people go hard. Now I have to go harder. Everyone wants to talk to me. Everyone wants my ear, especially Emily. Well she came crawling back to me instantly to apologize almost in tears; save them I don’t need them. She served everything up to me on a silver platter but it’s not enough clearly I was dumb as fuck but now I’m just going to use her as I see fit. But she’s not the only one being emotional. I left my emotions at the door when I started this game. I’m quite reserved for the most part. This is a game not a damn act out of Othello. Unlike that piece of work which evokes anguish and uneasiness from the audience watching the pain and betrayal brought onto everyone by a crazy person(s); you’re all probably loving this. And as you should it’s only about to get better. Now it’s my turn to cause a shitstorm

[Griffin]