Friend Group 3: Football Trio in a Sci-Fi Space Opera

Julian Castellanos fiddled with the wires, grunting in annoyance as they became more tangled. Cindi raised an eyebrow, setting down her pompoms, "Want me to-"

"Yeah." He tossed the whole bundle at her and she pursed her lips and set to work, grumbling under her breath, "I was gonna say 'offer some advice' but whatever."

Julian turned to the other cheerleader in the room and smiled, pulling her into a kiss and settling his hands on his girlfriend's hips. Allison kissed him back passionately but pulled back as his hands started slipping lower on her ass, "Jules, not now, Cindi's right there!" Julian smirked and leaned in again, "So? She can watch. Or join..."

"Ha! Mister Castellanos, even you're not that lucky!" She escaped his hands and stepped over to Cindi, who ignored their PDA as much as possible. "Any ideas what this thing is Cin?" Cindi raised an eyebrow, finishing untangling the cords, "The game your boyfriend wants to play but can't get running himself? The box is Makin' Bacon but the game inside is called Nebulamorus."

Allison rolled her eyes, "Yeah that helps a lot. We should have brought a nerd with us."

Cindi chuckled derisively, "Right, and risk people knowing?"

"Gamer girls are all the rage these days, it'd be fine either way."

"You'd be fine because your boyfriend is the quarterback, I'm only still on the team because I'm your best friend."

"Cin, that's not true you're a great cheerleader!"

"No, I'm decent. In a school as big as ours that's the same as scraping the bottom of the barrel. We both know that it's only a matter of time before some freshman hotshot with gymnastics training comes along and I get pushed out." Cindi took a steadying breath, "So I have to hold on till graduation and then I can get a scholarship at some smaller college that will be excited to have a Scottford Cheerleader."

Allison rolled her eyes at the minor panic attack unfolding in front of her, "As if the team would drop you for playing a video game, have you seen the pictures of what Tracy got up to last spring break? She's still on the team. You're gonna be fine Cin, just don't shoot yourself in the foot by undervaluing yourself... I think that plug goes here." She dropped the subject as her boyfriend meandered over and Cindi dropped to her knees to plug in the game.

"How much time do we gotta kill for community service?" Allison brought up her phone, its locked screen was Julian during a game:

But the background was of her and Cindi:

"Including the last hour? 30 hours. Don't sweat it babe, we just have to clean reeeally slowly."

The screen blinked on and the three eyed the buzzing monitor bemusedly as it displayed a pixellated rocket moving through space, "Bummer. I kinda wanted to see what video game porn looked like a hundred years ago." He grabbed the controller from Cindi and hit start, bringing up a character select.

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Characters:

Yogo Sum Bigstones: Skill: Marine, Fumble: Cock

Bobby Jean Gobbledick: Skill: Mechanic, Fumble: Fear

Johansen Mipants: Skill: Xenobiologist, Fumble: Inquisitiveness

Whoratio Pimpad: Skill: Xenotechnist, Fumble: Weak Constitution

Ophelia Balz'n'Stoff: Skill: Courtesan, Fumble: Gullible

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The bottom two were greyed out. Julian chuckled at the names, "I'll be this 'Bigstones' Marine guy. Think that's a typo?" He pointed at his fumble. Allison tittered and Cindi smirked, "Probably. I'll be... Johansen Mipants."

"Wish they were..." Julian said, almost too quiet to hear.

"What did you say?" Allison turned to her boyfriend incredulously.

"I said I wish you would choose your character."

Allison, not willing to let this slide so easily, clicked on the next name without looking and turned back to her boyfriend, "What did you say to Cindi?"

Julian wasn't too keen on answering so he hit start hoping it would make something distracting happen.