Boggled

One day, I was playing Boggle in the common room with my suitemates and Pierre-Marie*.

Pierre-Marie lives nearby and is friends with Tiberius, Skyler, and Sal; he’s an honorary suitemate.  These guys are very serious about the way they play all games.  They know every strategy and they play to win.  So when they play Boggle, they make sure to write down words they see even if they’re not sure that they’re real.  And they have a tradition of Skyler being the first to read the list of words that he found in the Boggle dice.  On this occasion, Pierre-Marie was next after Skyler.

“Peas?” Pierre-Marie muttered.

“I got that too,” someone said.

“Paste?”

“Got it.”

“Tease?”

“Don’t have it.  Good one.”

"Sheep?"

"Got it."

“Wease?”

“What the hell is that?” someone asked politely.

“What a weasel does,” Pierre-Marie explained.


*I did not choose this name for him.  He did.