Another rematch.

"We could play this one again. I'm...not very good at anything else." This girl deserves an Academy award. She somehow made it sound like she was uncomfortable with other games all while mentally screaming **** threats. I'm legitimately impressed.

"Sure!" John agreed quickly. "Let's do it." And once again the cycle continued. John played adequately while Kay tried her hardest to heal her wounded pride. Sad that would never happen.

"Again." Kay demanded after the first loss. And the second. And the third. And so on. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" Kay finally screamed as she lost for the sixth time. "ARE YOU SOME KIND OF FUCKING HACKER, YOU PIECE OF SHIT?" She roared in the headset, the sexy voice long gone as her anger grew even wilder. Luckily for all three of us, she had the presence of mind to immediately mute the mike the second she realized she was going to blow. Inhaling deeply, Kay once again returned to character as she unmuted the headset. "Again."

"I'm not sure." John said apologetically. To him, this had merely been a fun diversion. Nothing sinister and no cheating. Just a man and his new (possibly attractive) friend having fun together doing what they enjoy. Thank goodness he couldn't see what I could. "I really should get some sleep. If you want, we can play again tomorrow?" John trailed off, his voice mildly uncertain.