I was upstairs in my bedroom, playing Call of Duty as I usually do. For some reason, the day felt odd. I was in the lobby talking to people. It wasn't unusual at all. I didn't forget to put on my fedora or blaze it. I was sure I didn't forget my M14 EBR at sniper school, because it was right next to me.
"Hey, doesn't the day feel odd?" I questioned the other players.
"No, what are talking about?" said an unusual voice.
I finally understood! This voice didn't sound like the average player. This was girl on the mic. Her name was xxx_pronoscoper_xxx.
"Get back in the kitchen, and make me a sandwich," I yell.
"Stop your crap, or I get over there, and quick scope the living hell out of you!" She replied in anger.
"You wot, mate."
"Come on, fight me IRL, noob!"
This was not good. I had no come backs. How was I going to degrade her?
There was a long pause."You must be playing on your boyfriend's console!"
I had won the fight! The whole lobby was so astonished, there was not a word heard.
"I don't have a boyfriend." She had broken the silence.
"It's your brother's or father's!" I shouted into the mic!
They're already dead, mate."
Everyone was more shocked than before. How could this be? An actual girl gamer? I had never seen anything like it, and this was probably the same case for the rest of the lobby.
I gave up on this roast. I left the lobby, and turned off my console. I just sat there on my futon trying to process what went down.
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MLG Love Story
ChickLitThis is for creative purposes if you even want to call it that. I desperately needed something to write, so here you go, children.