Molly F.

I play Words With Friends, the online Scrabble game, with two people: my spouse and one of my daughters. Period. It’s a closed circle. It’s not that I think I’m good, but that I know I’m not. It’s awful enough that I have coaxed members of my family into pity play; no way would I drag others into my WWF purgatory.

An annoying feature of the WWF app is that strangers can challenge you to a game. That, or maybe I accidentally signed up for this aggressive feature and I don’t know how to turn it off.

Anyhow, my current WWF challenger random stranger is Molly F..  Seven days ago, she invited me to play. Her opening word was DIE.

Jesus, Molly F.! You have seven letters, an open board, and the word you choose is DIE? I have a hard time believing you had no other consonants. Maybe an A for IDEA? Actually, IDE is a word, and, like the word DIE, it is good for 4 measly points.

I would be much happier if I knew for a fact you’re simply worse at Words With Friends than I am, but I can’t help but worry you’re a twisted psychopath, toying with me.

Time will tell, right? At the very least, this makes for an interesting murder mystery premise. Also, if something should happen to me, look no further than Molly F..