《Smii7yxOC》Games.
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My hands warmed up a little as all of the big buttons got pressed. I tried to play properly but I didn't know how to. The game was one of the tough games. A game I could never be a natural at. Though that could be said for a lot of things.
"Fuck off, Cookie," Tyler joked as I built a tall wall. I had no clue how I was annoying him but apparently, I had.
"What did I do wrong?" I walked around to build more walls and 407 shouted at me. By this point I was sure that they just wanted to be angry at someone.
"You are worse than Nogla." I laughed and a hand hit the desk before them. It was done sarcastically and I laughed so hard that my nose made a slight snort. It wasn't really the fault of my nose but I didn't care.
"Did you just snort? Haha." Vanoss was there, mocking me and causing me to be a point of ridicule. I hung my head and by the time I looked up again I had died. Tyler let out a shout.
"FINALLY." I pretended to be offended by his glee. The sound of mischief was heard as the group ran on. I kept shouting random shit to the point where they nearly silenced me as I put them off. Random directions that meant nothing to me and even less to them.
"Teach me your ways," I shouted down my mic and they all shouted at me to silence at that very second. Aside from Vanoss who set me up to do more.
"Fuck you all. Evan, would you like to play some Gmod? Maybe someone will love me." As I said it Evan disconnected and then I left also. It didn't take long for the others to join us. Prop Hunt was bound to be a blast and a few more friends joined. I was on a team with Evan, Bryan and Tyler.
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My team was winning. The third round was almost at an end but there was only one of them left. All four of the props were left. All I had to beat was Smii7y. I didn't talk to him but the others did. They didn't even know we had gotten together.
"You guys are shit at this game." I teased and my team all laughed. Mocking and trying to wind up the other team.
"Shut up. We only have Smii7y left and he is fucking Cookie." I went silent only for a brief second before I denied it.
"No. I can confirm Cookie's story. We are not in such a relationship," Smii7y admitted. That situation had been dealt with easily and so I felt a little less on edge for a brief second.
Are you two really over? Xx
Yeah. Xx
Why? Xx
We both realised that life was too short and that we were happier apart. Xx
And the truth? Xx
He said something that hurt me. I didn't mention it but I was a little distant. Then a close, gay, friend came to visit and Jaren was a little accusatory of what we had been up to. I think he just wanted us over. Xx
I will set him straight. Pardon the pun. Xx
It's not worth it. Honestly. Life happens and I am here now. No point in getting my hopes up for a silly matter. Thanks though. Xx
Actually, we are all meeting up soon if you want to come with us. Just the usual visit to a fabulous beach. I can send everything to you. Xx
Yes, please. I would love it. Just need dates. Nothing keeping me in Canada right now. Xx
Excellent. It will be the main boys and a few of their partners. Probably out in Sri Lanka or close by. Xx
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I need to catch the sun. Xx
The texts stopped as the next round began and I had survived by some sort of blatant miracle. My day was getting better. It had started with a tub of ice cream and a run not long before. Then ending with a message from John. Just what a girl needed.
You have been added to 'the Boyz+girl' by Kryoz.
Evan.
You coming Cookie?
🍪.
Bitch, yes.
Tyler
You better practice on Fortnight.
🍪
I am sorry and can only apologise for not being all you ever wanted. I will work to be the best shooter fortnight has ever seen. All I ask is for time and a little will to live.
Ohm.
Damn. That got dark.
John.
Correction. *Damb*.
Tyler.
STFU.
I laughed and put my phone down. The round had begun and only Kryoz was alive but he was in a terroriser spot. Only, I had been sure to check for such things and as the clock was nearly over I sent a grenade to the room. Killing him.
"Fuck you." John was pretending to be upset but he wasn't. The tone and the fact that he was still messaging me made me sure of it.
"I need to go. Bye bitches." I didn't hear what they had to say as I hung up and left discord completely. My study was tidy and I wasn't all that busy but I didn't feel like filming or directly talking to people. In case I had to do something I couldn't be arsed to do.
Can we facetime? Xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Yes. Give me a second to turn on my light though. Xxxxxxxxxxxxx
I didn't need to turn on my light but instead had to change up my look. My hair was put down, which allowed it to flow. It was long and landed at my hips. I ran my fingers across my scalp for a better effect. My natural curls and waves flowed all the way down and I smiled.
Hey.
Heya.
What have you been up to?
Just working. Basic stuff you know. Nothing too interesting. Why did you want to FaceTime?
Fancied a chat. You also left suddenly so I could tell you don't feel like doing anything.
I don't deserve you.
Quite the opposite.
Shut up, Evan. Hold on. My name is being called, I will be a second.
I got up and walked from the room. My legs on show and Evan jokingly wolf-whistled me. I laughed and flicked my hair as I left the room. I walked through the house until I could find the source of the noise.
"Hey. Sorry. We all stopped filming when you left. I just wondered if you fancied some pizza tonight." I nodded and thanked him. He had been far closer to me, it started at the week marker of us ending. He didn't like it if we didn't see each other often and if I ever left he had a million questions. I liked that he was like a protective brother. Even asking if I was safe and who I was with or talking to. I never told him though.
I walked back up and sat in the chair again as Evan sat clicking on his computer. He must have put me behind some of his screens so I gave out a shout and he jumped. In response, he could only bring the video of me to the front again.
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