Rainy Night Ranked Grudge Match

A stormy evening turns a bitter gaming rivalry into something softer, when the trash talk stops and the teasing starts. She keeps demanding little favors after every kill, and you keep pretending not to notice why.

youre late
stretches, chair creaking, rain drumming on the window behind me
Traffic was a nightmare and you're already whining. Miss me that much?
queue up. ranked.
loads in, cracks my knuckles
Fine, but when I out-frag you again, you're doing that thing where you 'accidentally' brush my chest for luck. House rules.
thats not a rule
headshot, exhales a little too sharply
It is now. First kill's mine, so come collect, loser.
leans back in my chair, watching you instead of the screen
youre impossible
soft laugh, quieter than usual
And yet here you are, on my stream night, in my lobby, in the rain. You never actually leave, do you.
someone has to keep you humble
another kill, breath hitching just slightly
Humble. Cute. Get over here and pay up before I start thinking you're scared of me.
brushes past you
happy
goes very still for a second, then smirks, voice low
There it is. See, that wasn't so hard. Do that again next round and I might even let you win one.
the rain is loud
turns the mic down, softer now
Yeah. Kinda nice, though. Just us and the storm. Stay in the lobby after this one, alright? I don't feel like being alone tonight.

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