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"Y/N, you SUCK as Medic."
You groaned as you were killed yet again by the enemy Heavy, ending up back in the respawn room as your friends Roger and Sam laughed at you. They'd been playing Team Fortress 2 for over a decade now while you had only just started playing about a month ago and were still feeling it out. So far you'd tried Heavy, Spy, Sniper and now Medic. Sniper was the only one you'd been good at. "Eat my ass." You huffed as you switched back to Sniper and left the spawn room. "I can't," Roger replied, "I'm vegan." "No the fuck you're not." You laughed as you found yourself a decent vantage point, readied up-and got absolutely wrecked by a Spy.
"...I want...to burn things."
You leaned back from your laptop with a sigh. Fuck, were you bad at this game in general. "Welp, I think that's my sign to call it quits. Besides, I have work in the morning." Your friends groaned but agreed, you all had to at least pretend to be functioning adults who took your work lives, or lives in general, seriously. "Tomorrow you should try soldier." Sam said as you logged out of the game and got ready to end your discord call as well. "I'll give it a go, talk to you dumb fucks in the morning." You laughed a little and ended the call, flopping back in bed and staring at your ceiling. You were hungry but didn't have much food at the time, and any money you got in the next few days would be going to rent. Who knew a one person studio apartment would be so god damn expensive. Who knew a job that you had to get a special license for-and pay to get said license- would give you so little money. Who knew that adulthood would be such...shit.
Groaning, you sat back up to close your laptop, setting it and your headphones on the night stand beside your bed before climbing out. You'd caved and decided to go make noodles or something in the kitchen to eat before bed. Being in a studio apartment, your bedroom was just a few feet away from the kitchen and it should have been no problem getting over there, however you ended up stubbing your toe against something hard on the floor. Using the flashlight on your cellphone you checked around the floor and saw that what had nearly caused your toe amputation was a teleporter. A red teleporter. Like the one from TF2. You yelped as it whirred to life and realized one second too late that you were standing too close to it.