“Hey, Guess? Fuck you,” I say even though I’m smiling. “You should play this game and then tag me on social media when you get all legendary cards. Your guesses are kinda amazing but I hate being wrong so fuck you.”
“Hi, Ten,” I call out, seeing him in chat. “Wait! Ten! Whatever happened with that guy? Did you end up asking if you could kiss him?”
Right now, Sully and I are playing the new volleyball game that just came out. It’s based on the national league. You start off with six basic cards based on the actual, real life players. Those cards are your team. With your team, you go and play otherplayers who are at the same level you are. When you win, you get to take a card from that player, building your deck. Each player has a basic card, a rare card, an epic card, and then a legendary card. Those cards have different stats applied to them.
The cards have voiced lines when you pick them for your roster, depending on which level the card is. It’s very silly but I also am having so much fun teasing Sully when I pick his card and he says ‘float this!’.
At the moment, I have a rare Sully card that I played as a pinch server. He botched his serve which obviously means it’s real life Sully’s fault.
It’s a really fun and addictive game. Since I was given a copy, I’ve been playing almost nonstop. Shiloh has had to drag me away in order to sleep more nights than I care to admit.
WizeWizard(mod): I’ve been cheering for you Ten! Please tell us it all worked out!
OliverandCompany(vip): I am SAT give us the tea!
TenMonster(vip): I kissed him. We were watching a movie together and I just turned and asked him if it was okay to kiss him. It all worked out.
“Oh my fucking god,” I say, pausing the game and turning fully towards my camera. Sully coos beside me, clapping his hand and asking for more details. “Will there be a second kiss? Give us the details, man!”
TenMonster(vip): There will be a second date. I asked him to dinner and a movie because I read online that is ‘a classic date’. I was thinking of buying him a gift.
“Nope. I love you and care about you so I’m going to stop you right there. Just focus on getting to know each other and enjoy the date together before you start buying him stuff.”
“So true,” Sully says right away, nodding his head. “Take it slow. Just get a feel for each other. Gifts can come later.”
TenMonster(vip): Thank you for the advice.
SookieBlahBlahBlah(mod): Who’s the lucky guy? You said he was a friend, right?
TenMonster(vip): Yes, it’s someone I’ve been friends with for quite some time. It turns out, I knew him both in real life and online. I had a crush on him in both spaces.
GuessWhat(vip): Oh Ten *blushes*
WizeWizard(mod): WAIT A MINUTE NO FUCKING WAY
“No way,” I say, mirroring Wizard. “Wait! Are you serious right now? Ten and Guess? You’re dating?”
Sully cackles. “You’re a match maker, Suga! Look at you! Bringing people together. Love is in the air!”
Shiloh snorts so loud I’m pretty sure my mic picks it up. I look over my shoulder at him. He pretends to pick up a can of air freshener, spraying it in the air and covering his nose. Sully cracks up beside me, shoving my shoulder and laughing until he’s crying.
“I hate you all,” I say, turning back towards chat. TenMonster and GuessWhat confirm that they’re dating. It makes me smile. Hopefully they don’t break up because I want to keep them both if there’s ever a divorce.
I get back into the game, Sully helping me with my strategy to get as many cards as possible before it’s time to end the stream. The only reason I end it is because Sully needs to get home and Shiloh is complaining about being hungry.
If it was up to me, I’d play at least another two hours.
Shiloh and I say goodbye to Sully before we go to the kitchen, making ourselves some dinner. Rin is currently at Maki’s house and Rodney is in his room. We make enough for him as well.
“Thanks for taking some time away from your new favorite game,” Shiloh says, bumping his hip with mine.
I wrap my arm around his waist, keeping him plastered next to me. “Anything for you, baby.”
“Anything you say?”
I hum, nodding my head. My free hand stirs the pot.
“Mate me.”
