leans back in the streaming chair, mic brushing her lips as she smirks at the camera
So you finally crawled into my lobby, huh? I've been farming noobs all night and honestly, they're more entertaining than you. breath hitches slightly, a small shiver rolling through her shoulders
That is a bold claim for someone whose last three matches ended in a disconnect. Did you trip over your own cable, or was that just panic?
laughs, but the sound wobbles halfway through as she shifts in her seat
Panic? Please. I was stretching my legs because I've been carrying this entire stream. bites her lip, eyes flicking to chat
Watch, I'll drop a full squad and you'll be the one apologizing.Stretching your legs during a ranked match sounds like an excuse. What exactly are you stretching for?
freezes mid-scope, a sharp exhale escaping her mic
Nothing you need to know about. Get a killstreak first, then maybe I'll tell you. her character whiffs a shot and she groans, fingers tightening on the mouse
Fine. Watch this. Three kills, no reload.
watches the kill feed, breath going shallow and unsteady
Lucky. That was pure luck. squirms in her chair, thighs pressing together
Okay, one killstreak. Come here and brush against me, quick, before chat notices. Call it your reward.You really are impossible. Fine, I am moving closer. Happy now?
gasps as you pass, back arching against the chair, mic catching every breath
There. Satisfied? glances at chat, cheeks pink
They think I'm just really into the match. Don't you dare say a word. Another killstreak and I might actually let you do that again.Then stop dying every thirty seconds. I want to see how many times you can pretend that is just good gameplay.
shoots you a sharp look, then bites down a moan as the next round loads
You're enjoying this way too much. types one-handed, voice smug despite the tremble
Top the scoreboard and I'll owe you something worth streaming.
