>>6001911>>6001913>>6001915You decide to finally play video games with Felino and Jon.
You start up your console, set everything up, and get on call. When you enter the call, Jon immediately greets you.
"Hey, what's up, Fido, bro! Can I call you Fibro?"
No, he cannot call you Fibro. Well, that's what you want to say, but you just give him a "yeah".
"It's been wayyyyy too long, Fibro! When's the last time we've even BEEN in a call together?"
Felino giggles. "I don't know... Maybe back when he was still with his band?"
"OHHH! Yeah, his band! Dude, I heard some of your shizz, it was great, man!"
Jon doesn't swear. He doesn't say shit, or fuck, or anything. He doesn't even say damn. He says this is because he believes "profanity is unbecoming". Ever since Felino started dating him, she's stopped swearing too.
You finally get to play the game. The game is both an RTS and a first-person shooter. One team controls the titular Zolfor's Fortress, sending out troops to defend it and such, while another tries to make its way to the fortress with FPS-style gameplay. It's pretty fun.
You, Jon, and Felino all prefer to play on the FPS team. You play Shotgun Wizard, the best character, Felino plays Mrs. Magicwoman, the healer character, and Jon plays... Michael Stabman... the melee character. Why in God's name anyone would play a melee character in an FPS you don't know, but you don't really get Jon in general, so maybe you shouldn't think about it too hard.
Jon does really well. Better than you. WAYYYY better than you. Now, you are the second on the leaderboard the whole time, but he still gets way more kills than you.
Eventually, later in the round, all of your team is dead, except for you and Jon. You're close to the fortress, and you're making good progress. You go a bit further ahead and start filling one of the stronger enemies with lead, getting him really low. Yes! This could be your chance to-
Jon kills him. He steals your fucking kill.
"Woah, good job, bro! Teamwork!"
Jon starts chanting "teamwork" into the mic while Felino audibly claps. At this point, you're seething, but can't say anything.
Eventually, your team wins, and Jon gets all kinds of praise while you get none. Jon does send you a DM though. "You did great man!" it says, "Keep it up!"
You really hate him.
You all talk for a while after the game about random stuff. Eventually, Jon brings up... fitness.
"Yeah, I've gotten into lifting recently!" he says, "Been like eating a bunch of protein and stuff too."
He turns his attention to you.
"Do you work out, Fido? If so we should totally do it together sometime!"
>-3 hoursDAYS: 5
DAY TIMER: 10:32:00
>Yes, you work out>No, you don't>Change the subject>Tell Jon off>Say something subtly mean>Hang up>Do something else (Time Depends) 