by Trev Anderson » Fri Mar 30, 2018 3:15 am
There was a sound of either whining or arguing coming through the headphones, followed by some laughter, and Trev’s face wrinkled in annoyance. “No. You’re saving me actually...do you want to come in?”
He stepped aside and motioned her inside before tapping a button on the side of the headset. “Listen fuckers, I’m tired of healing bad tanks from general chat who drop group the minute we finish clearing trash on the way to the boss. It doesn’t help that you keep standing in the god damned lava, Funkycat. I’m calling it tonight, we aren’t gonna clear anything and I have better ways to spend my time.”
Trev pulled off his headset, turned it off, walked over to his computer and tapped a few keys on his keyboard and looked back at Gemma, a cheerful smile on his face. “What brings you here to rescue me from a shitty night of gaming?”