Players sat evenly around the oval table, few unaware of the true game they were in. The experienced claimed superiority in reminiscing with the head of the table. The rest displayed interest in the trivia and laughed timely to entertain the self-indulgent talkers.
Sides were chosen even before the game started. The smart tagged along the superior in the disguise of docility, the politics worked out, invisible alliances forged and the Sword of Damocles ready.
The prospect of working with some is unpleasant. But stereotypes and personal feelings are to be postponed until a later date. Right now, it is all about andrenalin.
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