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Getting bored of decimating the alliance to the increasingly loud sounds coming from next door, he logged off his Paladin. Slipping on his shirt and some sandals, he laughed as things started falling off his desk. His neighbors were something else.
Stumbling uncoordinatedly down the stairs he made it to the street, almost getting run over by a red corolla with a horde sticker on the back as he jaywalked to the other side. It figured his fellow gamers were all douche bags. He jogged to Tres Rios, his favorite coffee shop and ordered his usual, a vanilla latte with a shot of espresso. It may have been girly but it was better than that creepy guy who ordered the hot chocolate with a shot of everything.
Stepping outside with his drink he soaked in the rays. He loved being in Southern California. The days were always just right and it never rained or even dropped below 65. Glancing around, he noticed that the red corolla was across the tiny parking lot at the crappy coffee shop. It seemed he almost died so the bastard could get to his coffee faster. All his anger drained out as he saw the driver run out of the shop with an expression that could only be described as heart broken. Another guy cased him out with a look that was 1 part guilt and 4 parts annoyance. The driver ignored him and drove off, leaving the obviously now ex-boyfriend swearing at his tail lights.
Martin laughed at the ex as he walked back to his apartment. If he had a sexy horde playing boyfriend he wouldn’t be stupid enough to blow it by being a douche. Probably a cheating douche too. He also would never go to that shitty coffee shop.
July 30th
Two weeks later found Martin swearing into his microphone as he was mowed down on Call of Duty.
“Idiot. Look where you’re going or learn to enjoy having the most deaths,” His teammate told him with smug satisfaction as he killed the players who took out Martin.
“Yeah yeah yeah Jack.”
“Hey that guy’s name is familiar. Doesn’t he play WoW with us or something?” Martin mulled over the “Lestrad” gamer tag and decided he might be in their guild. It certainly seemed familiar but he couldn’t place it.
“Yeah. I think he’s in my guild. I’ll have to check him out. Maybe he can raid with us.”
“And then yell at him for owning your face?”
“Shut the fuck up Jack.”
Raid nights were always a bitch when Martin had to run them himself but, hey, if he wanted to run a guild he had to run the raid too. Plus, Martin loved being in charge. Just as he started to swear up a storm because someone had to cancel, he noticed that Lestrad has come online. He had an 80 Priest. Perfect.
Archar: Hey we need one more for tonight you in?
Lestrad: ummm.. im not too gud
Archar: Lol its fine just need one more. Come get some loot.
Lestrad: Cool thanks. Invite me
Martin grinned and sent a message to Jack.
Archar: See what I did thur?
Raijier: lolol he doesn’t have good gear you fucking idiot.
Archar: pfft so? Everyone else does so well be fine. Besides we can let him die a bunch of times to make up for the fact he kicked our assed in CoD.
Raijier: kicked your ass u mean. I gave as good as I got. This may be tough.
Archar: That’s what she said.
Raijier: STFU.
That night as everyone was logging off after a very successful raid, Lestrad whispered him.
Lestrad: thnx for letting me in. I had a blast.
Archar: Good u got some stuff so u can come more often if u want. Ill give u a place to come regularly if you can make it.
Lestrad: :D rly? I work during day so I can make almost all of raids. Soemtimes have night meeting at work. Not often tho.
Archar: Cool that works. Ill put you in my group. Raid tomorrow night at 730.
< Lestrad has gone offline>
Archar: Im kicking you out of my group loser. Replacing u with Lestrad.
Raijier: Pffft pandering to the semi skilled CoD players only leads to disaster.
Archar: Which is why im not pandering to your semi skilled ass anymore :) switching to the very skilled one.
Raijier: Ass.
August 13th
“No no no no no. You have to run away from him when he summons, you idiot. Pay more attention so we can stop fucking dieing!” Martin nearly screamed into his mic as some of the players fucked up again. Which made them all die. Damnit.
Raijier: You sound like an old asshole dude on his front lawn yelling at whippersnappers :p
Archar: Good. The fucking idiots
Raijier: I’m glad im not there lawl
“Ok lets try this again, and Jack, go the fuck away you’re not even playing with us.”
Lestrad: We got it this time bro. Riviel has it down now. =]
Archar: yeah yeah I know hes just a douche
Lestrad: Complicated things make him scurd and cry :p but hes gotten better. Slowly.
Archar: Too slowly. Rawr ijk.
“Ok girls lets do this”
“Sexist. Anything girls can do boys can do better.”
“Yeah like fail and jack off. Shut the fuck up Jack.”
Raijier: :D <3
Archar: Jerk
Raijier: Bitch
The next try went smoothly enough and they killed the boss.
“Ok girls that’s it for tonight. Well, this morning. Everyone go to work.”
“Its fucking 3am. I have 20 more minutes before my shift.”
“Haha Riviel. Night guys.” He monotoned as he turned off his mic.
Lestrad: You work today
Archar: Yeah fuck long day too. Better catch a few winks beforehand. Talk to you tonight or w.e
Lestrad: Got a family thing. Wont be on for a week but talk to u when I get back?
Archar: Fuck D: k hve fun or sumtin dun be gone too long
Lestrad: lol mebe night <3
Archar: night <3
< Lestrad has gone offline>
Raijier: Archar: 3==========================D
Raijier: You wish it was that long ;D
August 18th
Working as a chef had always been Martin’s dream. He had started to reevaluate recently though. Once he got his degree and a good paying part time job at a small breakfast place, he realized it was hot and tiring and all the shitty customers drove him crazy. And he never had to actually see any of them. He wouldn’t have made it as a waiter. He started work at 530am put he got off at 130 which gave him plenty of time to nap and play video games.
Today was particularly bad though. One of the prep cooks was out sick, he kept letting food burn and had to remake it and waiter just brought in a plate from the dining room.
“Guys talking shit about how these aren’t over easy eggs.” Martin stabbed them with his knife and shrugged.
“Look pretty over easy to me. Whatever. I’ll make it again for the fucker.” The waiter laughed while Martin made them again and placed them on a new plate. Then he dumped the old hash browns and bacon slices onto the new plate. “I’ll take them out myself.”
He liked to remember the customer’s face so he could make sure he was never nice to them in public. He reached the table and frowned as he realized it was the ex-boyfriend from the coffee shop. Those guys had stuck with him for some reason. Probably because the other one had almost ran him over. Oh well. The guy was eating alone and glared as Martin brought him his new plate.
“Here is your eggs sir,” Martin stated, putting the plate down in front of the man gentler than he wanted to. If he broke the plate he’d have to make the food again. And clean up glass.
“This looks exactly the same to me.” The man growled as he motioned dismissively to the plate.
“Over easy. Just like you asked.” His temper was fraying but he really didn’t wanna lose it. Maybe the man was just having a bad day or he was tired. He hated how snappy he got but it wasn’t his fault people were dicks.
“Yeah well, it’s too runny. Remake it.”
“Yeeeaahh no. If you didn’t want over easy you shouldn’t have ordered them.”
“Your customer service is terrible here.”
“Only when the customer deserves it. If you don’t like it here I would ask you to leave,” Martin snapped as he walked away.
“I want to speak to the owner!” The man said, standing up. He was turning red and his good looks were being marred by his anger.
“He’s not here. This means I’m in charge,” He stated with a smirk, “and I’m going to ask you to leave before we forcibly remove you.”
“You’re service here is deplorable!” Other customers were openly gaping at them. Martin growled.
“I make everything the way you ask for it. I remake it when you rudely claim it’s wrong and then demand I make it a third time when everything was correct the first fucking time. Our service is great. It’s your fault you get bad treatment. No wonder your boyfriend dumped your sorry ass. Now leave. And don’t come back.” The man threw down his napkin he was holding and stormed out of the restaurant. A few of the customers clapped, and the majority laughed. Martin gave a little bow and headed back into the kitchen. He was sooo lucky he wouldn’t get fired.
August 20th
“Lestrad should be back toniiight. You can’t come to the raid Jack.”
“Fuck you I bet you haven’t even gotten him to play CoD with you so this sucking up is pointless.”
“I’m working on it! Besides, you don’t even like raiding. You only come when I beg.”
“That’s what she said. It’s cause you beg so pretty.”
“Whatever jerk.”
Night time rolled around and Lestrad never logged on. Martin was forced to bring back along, which required no begging, and endure his smartass comments.
Raijier: This tomfoolery was pointless
Archar: You know how much gold you made?
Raijier: Spent it all on hookers
Archar: Like you could ever get one to sleep with you. Plus you don’t even like girls.
Raijier: Never said the hookers were girls ;] now I must go before they get here. Cant let anyone know I’m a closet nerd like you.
Archar: Raijier: ;D
September 3rd
Two weeks later and Martin was getting a little bit more despondent than he would like to admit. Lestrad hadn’t come back. He had really been looking forward to Call of Duty with him. He could only put up with so much Jack.
Raijier: Wheres ur buddy
Archar: Dunno maybe he quit WoW
Raijier: Ahahahaa you scared him off you perv
Archar: PFfft wutev u the perv.
Archar: Imm go out for a bit
Raijier: I can come? :D
Archar: If you didn’t live across the country id still be a no. :)
Raijier:
Logging off, Martin decided to go get some coffee. It was a bit later in the day but he hadn’t been sleeping much lately. Waving to his sex addict neighbors as they pulled into their parking space, he started off down the street. Tres Rios was only three blocks away but the walk was pretty and he could drag it out to a few minutes if he meandered.
He walked slowly, focusing on anything but games, trying to convince himself he wasn’t sad that someone he barely knew wasn’t online. And that he didn’t spend the last week sitting there waiting for that stranger to come online. A probably straight, taken stranger. He was creeping himself out.
Ordering his coffee he savored the caffeine with a smile. He decided to sit outside to enjoy the day, get a little bit of vitamin D he was surely lacking. As he settled into the comfy chairs he noticed the red corolla again. The driver was outside, nursing a coffee and looking on the verge of tears. He really hated to see people crying. His sister exploited him often growing up. However, this man almost did kill him.
Two months ago. His little internal angel said.
That’s not too long ago.
If you’re a snail.
Damnit.
He walked across the parking lot and stopped next to the man. This close up, he was pretty. Black hair and striking features which were complemented perfectly by his dark grey eyes.
“I know the coffee here is bad but I don’t think I’ve ever seen it make anyone cry.” Stupid stupid line. Whatever. The man looked up at him in surprise and gave him a wry smile.
“Yeah I know its bad but its close and cheap.” His voice was pretty too and Martin almost sighed in frustration.
“So is that place but the coffee there? Oh my god their vanilla lattes are delicious.” Wow that sounded ever dumber than his first comment. But the pretty man laughed and woooow did that do wonders. He was pretty before but now… Martin couldn’t take his eyes off him. “You ok though?” The smile faded.
“I’m… coping.” Martin sighed and gave him an encouraging smile.
“Well, I hope whatever it is gets better. If you ever want some free breakfast drop by the Sugar Shack and tell them you know Martin. Just don’t let anyone else know or no one will be paying for anything and then I’ll get fired,” he told him with a wink. The man seemed to regain some of his cheer and smiled at Martin.
“Thank you. I think I’ll do just that soon. My name’s Jay by the way.” Martin beamed and nodded in farewell as he headed home.
September 6th
“No you fucknugget! You have to jump there! No. No. YES! There! God Damnit you suck ass!”
“Thanks Jack. Now kindly, Shut the fuck up.”
“Someone has her panties in a twist.”
“Don’t you work or something? You’re never offline.”
“Disabled vet.”
“Ahhh sucks. Sorry dude.”
“Pffft hot people dig it. They think I’m a motherfucking hero.”
“You are a motherfucking hero.”
“I get lots of sex out of it.”
“Sounds good to me. You still can’t shoot a pixilated gun though.”
“Better than you. I’d own your face in real life too.”
“Obviously as I’ve never touched a gun before.”
“That just makes you a pansy.”
< Lestrad has come online>
“Oh hey look its your best friend Martina. Go make daisy chains and tell each other secrets while I go get laid.”
“Fuck you Jack.”
“Pass. Gonna find someone actually good looking.”
Lestrad: Sorry Archar. Bad few weeks.
Archar: Its cool dude. Wanna talk?
Lestrad: ex trashed my place so bad I had to move.
Lestrad: Just a block away but it was still a bitch getting all the stuff there.
Archar: What did she do? Plant explosives? You got a thing for bodybuilding women? Creepy.
Lestrad: lawl no it was a dude =x
Archar: ah okay that makes sense lol. Bodybuilders are so not sexy :p
Lestrad: xDD Ikno right? I like my men slim with glasses thank you very much.
Lestrad: but everythings all settled now.
Archar: oooo I fit into that category. Sorry about your place though. Messy breakups are bad.
Archar: No raid tonight cuz holiday.
Lestrad: Its fucking labor day. O.o slackers
Archar: hahah ikno right :p wanna play Call of Duty?
Lestrad: Sure I’m not that good tho.
Archar: BS dude ive playd u b4 and u kick ass.
Lestrad: lol like when
Archar: Dunno. Day you started raiding with me sooo like 2 months.
Lestrad: Awww you remember when I started :D how cute
Lestrad: Cute in a stalker way
Archar: Meh I’m too lazy to stalk :p lets play against Jack to piss him off
Lestrad: lawl ok
Archar: CoD bitch. My BFF and I r gonna kick ur ass
Raijier: Finished with the daisy chains already? Make me 1?
Archar: couldn’t make one big enuf to fit over your giant ego bitch
Raijier: Laaaawl that’s not my ego ;]. Ok let do this Martina
Archar: that’s not even a real girls name u idiot
Raijier: it is now
Raijier: imma name my daughter that
Archar: thought you lost ur dick at war foo. Cant make babies without it
Raijier: haha your hilarious. Prepare to die
“Ha we totally owned you Jack.”
“No your BFF owned me. You ran in all the wrong directions.”
“Whatever. Our team won. Suck it.”
“One win and you get cocky.”
“Many wins.”
“One day of wins.”
“Details.”
September 13th
He didn’t know why it was so busy today. A week after labor day , it should have been slowing down. Not to mention it was a fucking work day. So why weren’t these people working? Seriously.
one of the waiters flagged him down from the door of the kitchen.
“Some black haired man says he know you.” Martin stuck his head out into the restaurant and spotted Jay immediately. He tossed him a smile when Jay glanced his way and then ducked back inside.
“Yeah. Free meal and all that.” The waiter nodded and left.
When Jays order came up, Martin took it out to him himself. It had been a long, long time, if ever, he had given someone a free meal. Maybe one to his mother but that was it.
“Here you are dude.”
Jay smiled at the food then at him. “Thanks sorry it took me so long to get here.”
“No problem,” Martin said, sitting for a moment. “Coping going better for you?”
“Much better. And that other coffee shop is amazing. Thank you so much for that. Now I actually look forward to my coffee.” Martin laughed.
“No work today? Or you playing hookey?”
“Nah, got a day off finally. Lots of overtime last week so I need it. I do marketing for a cell phone company.”
“Ahh. That sounds hard.” Jay grinned at him.
“Nah it’s just tedious.”
“Well, I better get back to work. Enjoy your breakfast Jay.”
“Thank you Martin.” Martin grinned
“Anytime.”
“Oh my god I think you’re in a good mood!”
“Shuttup Riviel. I made a new friend in real life I’m allowed to be happy.”
“Just don’t let them play video games with you or he’ll ditch your cranky ass for cooler friends.”
“You’re the only person who makes my ass cranky Riviel.”
Raijier: What do I make your ass? <3
Archar: Scared
Raijier: <3 u 2
Lestrad: So whos this guy :P lolol
Archar: Just some guy ive run into a bit lately. Haha Riviel’s right. I doubt hed talk to me if he saw me playing tho.
Lestrad: LOL ur pretty sexy err I mean cool tho :p and only semi bad at life
Archar: Haha tanks a lot
Lestrad: :) late work meeting to go to. Wont be home til the am
Archar: ill still be here pinning away if ur to wired to sleep after. Loljkjk
Lestrad: lolol kool cyatonight then <3
< Lestrad has gone offline>
Raijier: u should stop trying to whore yourself out to Lestrad. And I know your trying. All you do is talk about him.
Raijier: Either tap it or don’t.
Archar: F u im not even flirting with him
Archar: much
Raijier: Perv
Archar: :D
< Lestrad has come online>
Lestrad: Its 5 am wut u doin up
Archar: Work in half hour
Archar: howd work go it late
Lestrad: its early haha. Yeah we got it done
Archar: well don’t let me keep you from bed :)
Lestrad: your not keeping me from anything :)
Archar: orrlllllly ;)
Lestrad: hahaha :p what you gotta do before work?
Archar: uhhh coffee jack off shower
Lestrad: interesting priorities lol
Archar: might change them for you :D
Lestrad: I’m flattered. This isn’t a role playing server
Archar: doesn’t need to be ;]
Archar: unless cybering is too creepy 4 u
Lestrad: I’m ok with it :) as long as your good
Archar: I am very good
Lestrad: cocky
Archar: yes :p
Lestrad: xD well lesse.
Lestrad: I just got home from work. I slowly start to strip out of my suit once I reach my room.
Archar: im layin on ur bed in my boxers, and once u take off ur tie I get up to help
Lestrad: I kiss you slow in greeting
Archar: I take control of the kill and deepen it as I unbutton your shirt
Lestrad: surrenders to you
Archar: mmm :) slides ur shirt from your shoulders and kissed down ur neck, biting lightly at your colorbone
Lestrad: (wtflolcolorbone) that feels good baby. harder
Archar: (stfu >.<) nips harder, pulling off ur belt and unbuttoning ur pants
Lestrad: pulls my pants and boxers down and steps out of them
Archar: tugs you against me and grinds slowly but hard
Lestrad: moans. Perhaps we should take this to the bed
Archar: ask nicely ;) licks your ear
Lestrad: shivers. Please Archar. Bed.
Archar: pulls you to the bed and lays down, waiting
Lestrad: climbs in next to u, slides my thumb under the waist band of ur boxers
Archar: u want these off?
Lestrad: yes please. Kisses you slow
Archar: sucks on ur bottom lip while I pull your boxers off
Archar: how u want it
Lestrad: rough. please
Archar: ooo ;) hell yes. Hands and knees please Lestrad
Lestrad: obeys and looks over at you expectantly
Archar: slicks up my fingers and starts fucking you slow with them
Lestrad: whimpers and presses back into them
Archar: how much prep u want
Lestrad: its been a few months
Archar: u r rather tight. Slips another finger in and scissors them
Lestrad: oh god
Archar: spends a few more moments stretching you before lubing myself up
Lestrad: licks my lips in anticipation. Hurry up
Archar: shhh. Takes you in one fast thrust
Lestrad: moans out your name as you fill me
Archar: oh god you are so perfect. Stats a fast rough rhythm as I tangle one hand in your hair
Lestrad: unable to do more than whimper your name.
Archar: tugs on your hair lightly as I thurst a little harder
Archar: feel myself getting close
Lestrad: wraps my hand around my dick and starts touching myself.
Archar: replaces ur hand with mine and starts jacking you off in time with my thrusts
Lestrad: omygod Archar. Comes into your hand with a moan.
Archar: lasts a few more thrusts before emptying into you with a hiss
Lestrad: wow that was amazing
Archar: I know ;) fuck we should do that more often
Lestrad: its 5:15 already?
Archar: FUCK
Archar: fuck im late screw coffee ttyl tonight
Lestrad: <3 u lol
Archar: <3 u 2 :)
Lestrad: lol have fun
Archar: ty bye :D
Lestrad: bye
That night
< Lestrad has come online>
Lestrad: oh hai
Archar: hello
Lestrad: so u late 4 work
Archar: nah I made it lol
Lestrad: guess I wasn’t trying hard enough ;)
Archar: oh well looks like youll have to try again :D
Lestrad: sounds like a good plan to me
Archar: so are we like dating? Or we just cyber buddies.
Lestrad: cyber buddies is good :D ive got someone irl that I wanna see if it goes anywhere with
Archar: same so if it does this will prob stop.
Lestrad: das cool. Too bad this wouldn’t work in real life with us lol. CoD?
Archar: hell yes.
September 26th
Nursing his third cup of coffee from the kitchens shitty little coffee maker, he poured more pancake mix on the griddle and pouted. He hadn’t run into Jay in almost two weeks. Sure he was cute but he really enjoyed just having someone to talk to and Jay seemed like he could be that kinda guy. Sure he had Jack but, you could only have so much serious conversation with him til he started making fun of you.
Brooding while he cooked and drank, he didn’t hear the commotion til the waited burst into the kitchen.
“Looks like theres about to be a fight Martin!”
Tossing the waiter his spatula, he ran into the dining room.
To see Jay and his ex yelling at each other. Well, the ex was yelling. His face was bright red and he was almost foaming at the mouth. How hilarious.
Jay on the other hand looks broken down, almost like the first time Martin has seen his face.
“So I’m not allowed to eat here just because you and your sorry ass restraining order want to? Well fuck you”
“I’ll just leave Tom. Don’t make a scene.”
“I’ll do whatever the help I want you whore.”
“I believe I left you because you’re the whore Tom.”
The back hand echoed throughout the restaurant as people who were trying to politely ignore the confrontation turned around to look. Martin shook himself and crossed over to them.
“Perhaps you didn’t understand me last time sir when I told you to get out. I meant stay the fuck out of here. If you don’t leave I will beat the shit out of you and then call the cops.” Martin placed himself between the two and prayed his basic karate would be enough.
“Yeah whatever. Your food here sucks anyways.”
“You keep saying that yet here you are. Idiot.” Martin mumbled the last word loudly. Tom took a rather wild swing at him and Martin just punched him in the face. He felt his nose break under his fist with a satisfying crunch.
A siren sounded down the street and Martin smiled smugly and Toms body on the ground, where he lay holding his nose.
“Thank you.” Jay’s voice was quiet from behind him. He turned around buy after one look at Jay, he pulled him back into the kitchen.
“You okay buddy? You want some ice for that? He busted your lip pretty good.” He turned to get some ice but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.
“I’ve had worse. He wasn’t a very good boyfriend. I always choose the bad boyfriend.”
“I’ll say.” Without thinking about it, Martin brushed his fingers over Jays bruised cheek softly, “I should have bouncers.” Jay laughed, still a little sad.
“You’ve thrown him out before?” he asked with idle curiosity.
“Yeah maybe like 3 months ago. Picky bastard.” Jay let out a choked sound that was a half laugh, half sob. Martin pulled him into a loose hug and Jay clung to him fiercely.
“You’ll be okay dude.”
“You don’t know that.”
“You’ve got me.”
“Yeah. I’ve got you. Thank you.”
September 28th
Jay called him to tell him Tom was being held with no bail for 2 charges of assault and violating the restraining order. They also ended up setting a date to go to the movies which had Martin smiling like an idiot.
October 7th
Raijier: You’re fucking stupid. And you move way too slow
Archar: the fuck you talking about.
Raijier: you’ve been dating this dude for a week, had plenty of dates and u still haven’t gotten laid
Raijier: I am disappoint
Archar: Perv. Like id tell you if I got laid. We aren’t all like u
Raijier: yes we r
Archar: w.e got a raid to go to that your not invited to :D
Raijier: f u
Lestrad: So Jack says this bf u have is pretty sexy
Archar: lolol Jacks a moron but yeah, hes pretty hot.
Lestrad: well id be jealous if I wasn’t dating that guy I told u about before. So ill prob be cutting back on the video games.
Archar: same here but Ill replace u when u cant make it with Jack. Hes such a bitch tho xD
Lestrad: well I have a work meeting tonight. Wont be long but still a bitch.
Archar: CoD tomorrow?
Lestrad: sure im free :)
Archar: Ill tell jack to bring his bitch face :D
Lestrad: kk lolol bye
< Lestrad has gone offline>
October 14th
“You’re canceling?”
“Sorry Martin. They need me to fly to Chicago to do some last minute work. I’ll be home in 5 days. Can we reschedule for then?”
“Yeah its cool. Ill just drown my sorrows in Call of Duty.”
“We should play together when I get back. I’ve been told im pretty good.”
“Hahaha. My friend is pretty kick ass so well see.”
“I’m sure ill get owned. Ok well I gotta catch the flight so I’ll see you soon baby. I’ll call you when I get there.”
“Alright, be safe. Bye.”
“Bye.”
“So youre finally free for a week to play Call of Duty with me.”
“Geez Jack I play with you all the time!”
“Against me! But your bf jaywhatever is out of town and Lestrad’s gone for a week-“
“What? Where? That’s kinda weird.”
“Dunno but you better be on my team while hes gone.”
“You do realize he is the reason we win.”
“Fuck you. You better have gotten good. I need some wins.”
“Lazy ass.”
October 19th
< Lestrad has come online>
Raijier: omg leave again I still need Archar for CoD
Lestrad: haha its cuz im better. I wont be on for a few more days gotta unpack, work, and bf stuff to do
Raijier: how was trip
Lestrad: cold. Fucking hate October in Chicago, well east coast in general in winter. Anything but so cal really
Raijier: umm hey wuts ur real life name?
Lestrad: uhh Jay why?
Raijier: AHAHAHAOMGLOLOLOLOMGROFL
Lestrad: O.o my names not that funny u ass
Raijier: Do you know Archars RL name?
Lestrad: Is it Jay too or something
Raijier: Its Martin.
Lestrad: OMFG
Jack leaned back in his chair with a smug grin.
“I am a fucking god.”
Martin stepped out of his shower when the doorbell rang. He really hoped it wasn’t his neighbors asking for condoms again.
He pulled the door open and a flustered looking Jay walked in.
“You okay baby? The movie isn’t for 2 hours.”
“I know I know. I was just talking to my friend and.. Hun you play world of warcraft right?”
“Uhhh yeah,” Martin told him with a confused look.
“What’s your character’s name?”
“Archar.”
Jay let out a choked little laugh.
“I’m Lestrad.”
Martin froze and turned bright red.
“Oh um wow. Well that’s…uh.. that’s a surprise.”
Jay laughed in amusement.
“Yes it is”
“Soooo since ive already seen you naked over text what are the chances of me getting you out of these pants?”
“How soon are you going to get over here and get them off me?”
Stumbling uncoordinatedly down the stairs he made it to the street, almost getting run over by a red corolla with a horde sticker on the back as he jaywalked to the other side. It figured his fellow gamers were all douche bags. He jogged to Tres Rios, his favorite coffee shop and ordered his usual, a vanilla latte with a shot of espresso. It may have been girly but it was better than that creepy guy who ordered the hot chocolate with a shot of everything.
Stepping outside with his drink he soaked in the rays. He loved being in Southern California. The days were always just right and it never rained or even dropped below 65. Glancing around, he noticed that the red corolla was across the tiny parking lot at the crappy coffee shop. It seemed he almost died so the bastard could get to his coffee faster. All his anger drained out as he saw the driver run out of the shop with an expression that could only be described as heart broken. Another guy cased him out with a look that was 1 part guilt and 4 parts annoyance. The driver ignored him and drove off, leaving the obviously now ex-boyfriend swearing at his tail lights.
Martin laughed at the ex as he walked back to his apartment. If he had a sexy horde playing boyfriend he wouldn’t be stupid enough to blow it by being a douche. Probably a cheating douche too. He also would never go to that shitty coffee shop.
July 30th
Two weeks later found Martin swearing into his microphone as he was mowed down on Call of Duty.
“Idiot. Look where you’re going or learn to enjoy having the most deaths,” His teammate told him with smug satisfaction as he killed the players who took out Martin.
“Yeah yeah yeah Jack.”
“Hey that guy’s name is familiar. Doesn’t he play WoW with us or something?” Martin mulled over the “Lestrad” gamer tag and decided he might be in their guild. It certainly seemed familiar but he couldn’t place it.
“Yeah. I think he’s in my guild. I’ll have to check him out. Maybe he can raid with us.”
“And then yell at him for owning your face?”
“Shut the fuck up Jack.”
Raid nights were always a bitch when Martin had to run them himself but, hey, if he wanted to run a guild he had to run the raid too. Plus, Martin loved being in charge. Just as he started to swear up a storm because someone had to cancel, he noticed that Lestrad has come online. He had an 80 Priest. Perfect.
Archar: Hey we need one more for tonight you in?
Lestrad: ummm.. im not too gud
Archar: Lol its fine just need one more. Come get some loot.
Lestrad: Cool thanks. Invite me
Martin grinned and sent a message to Jack.
Archar: See what I did thur?
Raijier: lolol he doesn’t have good gear you fucking idiot.
Archar: pfft so? Everyone else does so well be fine. Besides we can let him die a bunch of times to make up for the fact he kicked our assed in CoD.
Raijier: kicked your ass u mean. I gave as good as I got. This may be tough.
Archar: That’s what she said.
Raijier: STFU.
That night as everyone was logging off after a very successful raid, Lestrad whispered him.
Lestrad: thnx for letting me in. I had a blast.
Archar: Good u got some stuff so u can come more often if u want. Ill give u a place to come regularly if you can make it.
Lestrad: :D rly? I work during day so I can make almost all of raids. Soemtimes have night meeting at work. Not often tho.
Archar: Cool that works. Ill put you in my group. Raid tomorrow night at 730.
< Lestrad has gone offline>
Archar: Im kicking you out of my group loser. Replacing u with Lestrad.
Raijier: Pffft pandering to the semi skilled CoD players only leads to disaster.
Archar: Which is why im not pandering to your semi skilled ass anymore :) switching to the very skilled one.
Raijier: Ass.
August 13th
“No no no no no. You have to run away from him when he summons, you idiot. Pay more attention so we can stop fucking dieing!” Martin nearly screamed into his mic as some of the players fucked up again. Which made them all die. Damnit.
Raijier: You sound like an old asshole dude on his front lawn yelling at whippersnappers :p
Archar: Good. The fucking idiots
Raijier: I’m glad im not there lawl
“Ok lets try this again, and Jack, go the fuck away you’re not even playing with us.”
Lestrad: We got it this time bro. Riviel has it down now. =]
Archar: yeah yeah I know hes just a douche
Lestrad: Complicated things make him scurd and cry :p but hes gotten better. Slowly.
Archar: Too slowly. Rawr ijk.
“Ok girls lets do this”
“Sexist. Anything girls can do boys can do better.”
“Yeah like fail and jack off. Shut the fuck up Jack.”
Raijier: :D <3
Archar: Jerk
Raijier: Bitch
The next try went smoothly enough and they killed the boss.
“Ok girls that’s it for tonight. Well, this morning. Everyone go to work.”
“Its fucking 3am. I have 20 more minutes before my shift.”
“Haha Riviel. Night guys.” He monotoned as he turned off his mic.
Lestrad: You work today
Archar: Yeah fuck long day too. Better catch a few winks beforehand. Talk to you tonight or w.e
Lestrad: Got a family thing. Wont be on for a week but talk to u when I get back?
Archar: Fuck D: k hve fun or sumtin dun be gone too long
Lestrad: lol mebe night <3
Archar: night <3
< Lestrad has gone offline>
Raijier: Archar: 3==========================D
Raijier: You wish it was that long ;D
August 18th
Working as a chef had always been Martin’s dream. He had started to reevaluate recently though. Once he got his degree and a good paying part time job at a small breakfast place, he realized it was hot and tiring and all the shitty customers drove him crazy. And he never had to actually see any of them. He wouldn’t have made it as a waiter. He started work at 530am put he got off at 130 which gave him plenty of time to nap and play video games.
Today was particularly bad though. One of the prep cooks was out sick, he kept letting food burn and had to remake it and waiter just brought in a plate from the dining room.
“Guys talking shit about how these aren’t over easy eggs.” Martin stabbed them with his knife and shrugged.
“Look pretty over easy to me. Whatever. I’ll make it again for the fucker.” The waiter laughed while Martin made them again and placed them on a new plate. Then he dumped the old hash browns and bacon slices onto the new plate. “I’ll take them out myself.”
He liked to remember the customer’s face so he could make sure he was never nice to them in public. He reached the table and frowned as he realized it was the ex-boyfriend from the coffee shop. Those guys had stuck with him for some reason. Probably because the other one had almost ran him over. Oh well. The guy was eating alone and glared as Martin brought him his new plate.
“Here is your eggs sir,” Martin stated, putting the plate down in front of the man gentler than he wanted to. If he broke the plate he’d have to make the food again. And clean up glass.
“This looks exactly the same to me.” The man growled as he motioned dismissively to the plate.
“Over easy. Just like you asked.” His temper was fraying but he really didn’t wanna lose it. Maybe the man was just having a bad day or he was tired. He hated how snappy he got but it wasn’t his fault people were dicks.
“Yeah well, it’s too runny. Remake it.”
“Yeeeaahh no. If you didn’t want over easy you shouldn’t have ordered them.”
“Your customer service is terrible here.”
“Only when the customer deserves it. If you don’t like it here I would ask you to leave,” Martin snapped as he walked away.
“I want to speak to the owner!” The man said, standing up. He was turning red and his good looks were being marred by his anger.
“He’s not here. This means I’m in charge,” He stated with a smirk, “and I’m going to ask you to leave before we forcibly remove you.”
“You’re service here is deplorable!” Other customers were openly gaping at them. Martin growled.
“I make everything the way you ask for it. I remake it when you rudely claim it’s wrong and then demand I make it a third time when everything was correct the first fucking time. Our service is great. It’s your fault you get bad treatment. No wonder your boyfriend dumped your sorry ass. Now leave. And don’t come back.” The man threw down his napkin he was holding and stormed out of the restaurant. A few of the customers clapped, and the majority laughed. Martin gave a little bow and headed back into the kitchen. He was sooo lucky he wouldn’t get fired.
August 20th
“Lestrad should be back toniiight. You can’t come to the raid Jack.”
“Fuck you I bet you haven’t even gotten him to play CoD with you so this sucking up is pointless.”
“I’m working on it! Besides, you don’t even like raiding. You only come when I beg.”
“That’s what she said. It’s cause you beg so pretty.”
“Whatever jerk.”
Night time rolled around and Lestrad never logged on. Martin was forced to bring back along, which required no begging, and endure his smartass comments.
Raijier: This tomfoolery was pointless
Archar: You know how much gold you made?
Raijier: Spent it all on hookers
Archar: Like you could ever get one to sleep with you. Plus you don’t even like girls.
Raijier: Never said the hookers were girls ;] now I must go before they get here. Cant let anyone know I’m a closet nerd like you.
Archar: Raijier: ;D
September 3rd
Two weeks later and Martin was getting a little bit more despondent than he would like to admit. Lestrad hadn’t come back. He had really been looking forward to Call of Duty with him. He could only put up with so much Jack.
Raijier: Wheres ur buddy
Archar: Dunno maybe he quit WoW
Raijier: Ahahahaa you scared him off you perv
Archar: PFfft wutev u the perv.
Archar: Imm go out for a bit
Raijier: I can come? :D
Archar: If you didn’t live across the country id still be a no. :)
Raijier:
Logging off, Martin decided to go get some coffee. It was a bit later in the day but he hadn’t been sleeping much lately. Waving to his sex addict neighbors as they pulled into their parking space, he started off down the street. Tres Rios was only three blocks away but the walk was pretty and he could drag it out to a few minutes if he meandered.
He walked slowly, focusing on anything but games, trying to convince himself he wasn’t sad that someone he barely knew wasn’t online. And that he didn’t spend the last week sitting there waiting for that stranger to come online. A probably straight, taken stranger. He was creeping himself out.
Ordering his coffee he savored the caffeine with a smile. He decided to sit outside to enjoy the day, get a little bit of vitamin D he was surely lacking. As he settled into the comfy chairs he noticed the red corolla again. The driver was outside, nursing a coffee and looking on the verge of tears. He really hated to see people crying. His sister exploited him often growing up. However, this man almost did kill him.
Two months ago. His little internal angel said.
That’s not too long ago.
If you’re a snail.
Damnit.
He walked across the parking lot and stopped next to the man. This close up, he was pretty. Black hair and striking features which were complemented perfectly by his dark grey eyes.
“I know the coffee here is bad but I don’t think I’ve ever seen it make anyone cry.” Stupid stupid line. Whatever. The man looked up at him in surprise and gave him a wry smile.
“Yeah I know its bad but its close and cheap.” His voice was pretty too and Martin almost sighed in frustration.
“So is that place but the coffee there? Oh my god their vanilla lattes are delicious.” Wow that sounded ever dumber than his first comment. But the pretty man laughed and woooow did that do wonders. He was pretty before but now… Martin couldn’t take his eyes off him. “You ok though?” The smile faded.
“I’m… coping.” Martin sighed and gave him an encouraging smile.
“Well, I hope whatever it is gets better. If you ever want some free breakfast drop by the Sugar Shack and tell them you know Martin. Just don’t let anyone else know or no one will be paying for anything and then I’ll get fired,” he told him with a wink. The man seemed to regain some of his cheer and smiled at Martin.
“Thank you. I think I’ll do just that soon. My name’s Jay by the way.” Martin beamed and nodded in farewell as he headed home.
September 6th
“No you fucknugget! You have to jump there! No. No. YES! There! God Damnit you suck ass!”
“Thanks Jack. Now kindly, Shut the fuck up.”
“Someone has her panties in a twist.”
“Don’t you work or something? You’re never offline.”
“Disabled vet.”
“Ahhh sucks. Sorry dude.”
“Pffft hot people dig it. They think I’m a motherfucking hero.”
“You are a motherfucking hero.”
“I get lots of sex out of it.”
“Sounds good to me. You still can’t shoot a pixilated gun though.”
“Better than you. I’d own your face in real life too.”
“Obviously as I’ve never touched a gun before.”
“That just makes you a pansy.”
< Lestrad has come online>
“Oh hey look its your best friend Martina. Go make daisy chains and tell each other secrets while I go get laid.”
“Fuck you Jack.”
“Pass. Gonna find someone actually good looking.”
Lestrad: Sorry Archar. Bad few weeks.
Archar: Its cool dude. Wanna talk?
Lestrad: ex trashed my place so bad I had to move.
Lestrad: Just a block away but it was still a bitch getting all the stuff there.
Archar: What did she do? Plant explosives? You got a thing for bodybuilding women? Creepy.
Lestrad: lawl no it was a dude =x
Archar: ah okay that makes sense lol. Bodybuilders are so not sexy :p
Lestrad: xDD Ikno right? I like my men slim with glasses thank you very much.
Lestrad: but everythings all settled now.
Archar: oooo I fit into that category. Sorry about your place though. Messy breakups are bad.
Archar: No raid tonight cuz holiday.
Lestrad: Its fucking labor day. O.o slackers
Archar: hahah ikno right :p wanna play Call of Duty?
Lestrad: Sure I’m not that good tho.
Archar: BS dude ive playd u b4 and u kick ass.
Lestrad: lol like when
Archar: Dunno. Day you started raiding with me sooo like 2 months.
Lestrad: Awww you remember when I started :D how cute
Lestrad: Cute in a stalker way
Archar: Meh I’m too lazy to stalk :p lets play against Jack to piss him off
Lestrad: lawl ok
Archar: CoD bitch. My BFF and I r gonna kick ur ass
Raijier: Finished with the daisy chains already? Make me 1?
Archar: couldn’t make one big enuf to fit over your giant ego bitch
Raijier: Laaaawl that’s not my ego ;]. Ok let do this Martina
Archar: that’s not even a real girls name u idiot
Raijier: it is now
Raijier: imma name my daughter that
Archar: thought you lost ur dick at war foo. Cant make babies without it
Raijier: haha your hilarious. Prepare to die
“Ha we totally owned you Jack.”
“No your BFF owned me. You ran in all the wrong directions.”
“Whatever. Our team won. Suck it.”
“One win and you get cocky.”
“Many wins.”
“One day of wins.”
“Details.”
September 13th
He didn’t know why it was so busy today. A week after labor day , it should have been slowing down. Not to mention it was a fucking work day. So why weren’t these people working? Seriously.
one of the waiters flagged him down from the door of the kitchen.
“Some black haired man says he know you.” Martin stuck his head out into the restaurant and spotted Jay immediately. He tossed him a smile when Jay glanced his way and then ducked back inside.
“Yeah. Free meal and all that.” The waiter nodded and left.
When Jays order came up, Martin took it out to him himself. It had been a long, long time, if ever, he had given someone a free meal. Maybe one to his mother but that was it.
“Here you are dude.”
Jay smiled at the food then at him. “Thanks sorry it took me so long to get here.”
“No problem,” Martin said, sitting for a moment. “Coping going better for you?”
“Much better. And that other coffee shop is amazing. Thank you so much for that. Now I actually look forward to my coffee.” Martin laughed.
“No work today? Or you playing hookey?”
“Nah, got a day off finally. Lots of overtime last week so I need it. I do marketing for a cell phone company.”
“Ahh. That sounds hard.” Jay grinned at him.
“Nah it’s just tedious.”
“Well, I better get back to work. Enjoy your breakfast Jay.”
“Thank you Martin.” Martin grinned
“Anytime.”
“Oh my god I think you’re in a good mood!”
“Shuttup Riviel. I made a new friend in real life I’m allowed to be happy.”
“Just don’t let them play video games with you or he’ll ditch your cranky ass for cooler friends.”
“You’re the only person who makes my ass cranky Riviel.”
Raijier: What do I make your ass? <3
Archar: Scared
Raijier: <3 u 2
Lestrad: So whos this guy :P lolol
Archar: Just some guy ive run into a bit lately. Haha Riviel’s right. I doubt hed talk to me if he saw me playing tho.
Lestrad: LOL ur pretty sexy err I mean cool tho :p and only semi bad at life
Archar: Haha tanks a lot
Lestrad: :) late work meeting to go to. Wont be home til the am
Archar: ill still be here pinning away if ur to wired to sleep after. Loljkjk
Lestrad: lolol kool cyatonight then <3
< Lestrad has gone offline>
Raijier: u should stop trying to whore yourself out to Lestrad. And I know your trying. All you do is talk about him.
Raijier: Either tap it or don’t.
Archar: F u im not even flirting with him
Archar: much
Raijier: Perv
Archar: :D
< Lestrad has come online>
Lestrad: Its 5 am wut u doin up
Archar: Work in half hour
Archar: howd work go it late
Lestrad: its early haha. Yeah we got it done
Archar: well don’t let me keep you from bed :)
Lestrad: your not keeping me from anything :)
Archar: orrlllllly ;)
Lestrad: hahaha :p what you gotta do before work?
Archar: uhhh coffee jack off shower
Lestrad: interesting priorities lol
Archar: might change them for you :D
Lestrad: I’m flattered. This isn’t a role playing server
Archar: doesn’t need to be ;]
Archar: unless cybering is too creepy 4 u
Lestrad: I’m ok with it :) as long as your good
Archar: I am very good
Lestrad: cocky
Archar: yes :p
Lestrad: xD well lesse.
Lestrad: I just got home from work. I slowly start to strip out of my suit once I reach my room.
Archar: im layin on ur bed in my boxers, and once u take off ur tie I get up to help
Lestrad: I kiss you slow in greeting
Archar: I take control of the kill and deepen it as I unbutton your shirt
Lestrad: surrenders to you
Archar: mmm :) slides ur shirt from your shoulders and kissed down ur neck, biting lightly at your colorbone
Lestrad: (wtflolcolorbone) that feels good baby. harder
Archar: (stfu >.<) nips harder, pulling off ur belt and unbuttoning ur pants
Lestrad: pulls my pants and boxers down and steps out of them
Archar: tugs you against me and grinds slowly but hard
Lestrad: moans. Perhaps we should take this to the bed
Archar: ask nicely ;) licks your ear
Lestrad: shivers. Please Archar. Bed.
Archar: pulls you to the bed and lays down, waiting
Lestrad: climbs in next to u, slides my thumb under the waist band of ur boxers
Archar: u want these off?
Lestrad: yes please. Kisses you slow
Archar: sucks on ur bottom lip while I pull your boxers off
Archar: how u want it
Lestrad: rough. please
Archar: ooo ;) hell yes. Hands and knees please Lestrad
Lestrad: obeys and looks over at you expectantly
Archar: slicks up my fingers and starts fucking you slow with them
Lestrad: whimpers and presses back into them
Archar: how much prep u want
Lestrad: its been a few months
Archar: u r rather tight. Slips another finger in and scissors them
Lestrad: oh god
Archar: spends a few more moments stretching you before lubing myself up
Lestrad: licks my lips in anticipation. Hurry up
Archar: shhh. Takes you in one fast thrust
Lestrad: moans out your name as you fill me
Archar: oh god you are so perfect. Stats a fast rough rhythm as I tangle one hand in your hair
Lestrad: unable to do more than whimper your name.
Archar: tugs on your hair lightly as I thurst a little harder
Archar: feel myself getting close
Lestrad: wraps my hand around my dick and starts touching myself.
Archar: replaces ur hand with mine and starts jacking you off in time with my thrusts
Lestrad: omygod Archar. Comes into your hand with a moan.
Archar: lasts a few more thrusts before emptying into you with a hiss
Lestrad: wow that was amazing
Archar: I know ;) fuck we should do that more often
Lestrad: its 5:15 already?
Archar: FUCK
Archar: fuck im late screw coffee ttyl tonight
Lestrad: <3 u lol
Archar: <3 u 2 :)
Lestrad: lol have fun
Archar: ty bye :D
Lestrad: bye
That night
< Lestrad has come online>
Lestrad: oh hai
Archar: hello
Lestrad: so u late 4 work
Archar: nah I made it lol
Lestrad: guess I wasn’t trying hard enough ;)
Archar: oh well looks like youll have to try again :D
Lestrad: sounds like a good plan to me
Archar: so are we like dating? Or we just cyber buddies.
Lestrad: cyber buddies is good :D ive got someone irl that I wanna see if it goes anywhere with
Archar: same so if it does this will prob stop.
Lestrad: das cool. Too bad this wouldn’t work in real life with us lol. CoD?
Archar: hell yes.
September 26th
Nursing his third cup of coffee from the kitchens shitty little coffee maker, he poured more pancake mix on the griddle and pouted. He hadn’t run into Jay in almost two weeks. Sure he was cute but he really enjoyed just having someone to talk to and Jay seemed like he could be that kinda guy. Sure he had Jack but, you could only have so much serious conversation with him til he started making fun of you.
Brooding while he cooked and drank, he didn’t hear the commotion til the waited burst into the kitchen.
“Looks like theres about to be a fight Martin!”
Tossing the waiter his spatula, he ran into the dining room.
To see Jay and his ex yelling at each other. Well, the ex was yelling. His face was bright red and he was almost foaming at the mouth. How hilarious.
Jay on the other hand looks broken down, almost like the first time Martin has seen his face.
“So I’m not allowed to eat here just because you and your sorry ass restraining order want to? Well fuck you”
“I’ll just leave Tom. Don’t make a scene.”
“I’ll do whatever the help I want you whore.”
“I believe I left you because you’re the whore Tom.”
The back hand echoed throughout the restaurant as people who were trying to politely ignore the confrontation turned around to look. Martin shook himself and crossed over to them.
“Perhaps you didn’t understand me last time sir when I told you to get out. I meant stay the fuck out of here. If you don’t leave I will beat the shit out of you and then call the cops.” Martin placed himself between the two and prayed his basic karate would be enough.
“Yeah whatever. Your food here sucks anyways.”
“You keep saying that yet here you are. Idiot.” Martin mumbled the last word loudly. Tom took a rather wild swing at him and Martin just punched him in the face. He felt his nose break under his fist with a satisfying crunch.
A siren sounded down the street and Martin smiled smugly and Toms body on the ground, where he lay holding his nose.
“Thank you.” Jay’s voice was quiet from behind him. He turned around buy after one look at Jay, he pulled him back into the kitchen.
“You okay buddy? You want some ice for that? He busted your lip pretty good.” He turned to get some ice but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.
“I’ve had worse. He wasn’t a very good boyfriend. I always choose the bad boyfriend.”
“I’ll say.” Without thinking about it, Martin brushed his fingers over Jays bruised cheek softly, “I should have bouncers.” Jay laughed, still a little sad.
“You’ve thrown him out before?” he asked with idle curiosity.
“Yeah maybe like 3 months ago. Picky bastard.” Jay let out a choked sound that was a half laugh, half sob. Martin pulled him into a loose hug and Jay clung to him fiercely.
“You’ll be okay dude.”
“You don’t know that.”
“You’ve got me.”
“Yeah. I’ve got you. Thank you.”
September 28th
Jay called him to tell him Tom was being held with no bail for 2 charges of assault and violating the restraining order. They also ended up setting a date to go to the movies which had Martin smiling like an idiot.
October 7th
Raijier: You’re fucking stupid. And you move way too slow
Archar: the fuck you talking about.
Raijier: you’ve been dating this dude for a week, had plenty of dates and u still haven’t gotten laid
Raijier: I am disappoint
Archar: Perv. Like id tell you if I got laid. We aren’t all like u
Raijier: yes we r
Archar: w.e got a raid to go to that your not invited to :D
Raijier: f u
Lestrad: So Jack says this bf u have is pretty sexy
Archar: lolol Jacks a moron but yeah, hes pretty hot.
Lestrad: well id be jealous if I wasn’t dating that guy I told u about before. So ill prob be cutting back on the video games.
Archar: same here but Ill replace u when u cant make it with Jack. Hes such a bitch tho xD
Lestrad: well I have a work meeting tonight. Wont be long but still a bitch.
Archar: CoD tomorrow?
Lestrad: sure im free :)
Archar: Ill tell jack to bring his bitch face :D
Lestrad: kk lolol bye
< Lestrad has gone offline>
October 14th
“You’re canceling?”
“Sorry Martin. They need me to fly to Chicago to do some last minute work. I’ll be home in 5 days. Can we reschedule for then?”
“Yeah its cool. Ill just drown my sorrows in Call of Duty.”
“We should play together when I get back. I’ve been told im pretty good.”
“Hahaha. My friend is pretty kick ass so well see.”
“I’m sure ill get owned. Ok well I gotta catch the flight so I’ll see you soon baby. I’ll call you when I get there.”
“Alright, be safe. Bye.”
“Bye.”
“So youre finally free for a week to play Call of Duty with me.”
“Geez Jack I play with you all the time!”
“Against me! But your bf jaywhatever is out of town and Lestrad’s gone for a week-“
“What? Where? That’s kinda weird.”
“Dunno but you better be on my team while hes gone.”
“You do realize he is the reason we win.”
“Fuck you. You better have gotten good. I need some wins.”
“Lazy ass.”
October 19th
< Lestrad has come online>
Raijier: omg leave again I still need Archar for CoD
Lestrad: haha its cuz im better. I wont be on for a few more days gotta unpack, work, and bf stuff to do
Raijier: how was trip
Lestrad: cold. Fucking hate October in Chicago, well east coast in general in winter. Anything but so cal really
Raijier: umm hey wuts ur real life name?
Lestrad: uhh Jay why?
Raijier: AHAHAHAOMGLOLOLOLOMGROFL
Lestrad: O.o my names not that funny u ass
Raijier: Do you know Archars RL name?
Lestrad: Is it Jay too or something
Raijier: Its Martin.
Lestrad: OMFG
Jack leaned back in his chair with a smug grin.
“I am a fucking god.”
Martin stepped out of his shower when the doorbell rang. He really hoped it wasn’t his neighbors asking for condoms again.
He pulled the door open and a flustered looking Jay walked in.
“You okay baby? The movie isn’t for 2 hours.”
“I know I know. I was just talking to my friend and.. Hun you play world of warcraft right?”
“Uhhh yeah,” Martin told him with a confused look.
“What’s your character’s name?”
“Archar.”
Jay let out a choked little laugh.
“I’m Lestrad.”
Martin froze and turned bright red.
“Oh um wow. Well that’s…uh.. that’s a surprise.”
Jay laughed in amusement.
“Yes it is”
“Soooo since ive already seen you naked over text what are the chances of me getting you out of these pants?”
“How soon are you going to get over here and get them off me?”