her team took the final flag and won the arena. Time to put her controller down, take off her headset, finish her noodles and take a small breather. She stretches her long legs, then a thought ... no, more like a feeling comes over her...she softly bites the knuckle on her left hand as her mind wanders.. she decides to give a friend a call...
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You really should be a writer.
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