Gamer Girlz
So you’re a gamer and a girl. Guys of all shapes and sizes will hit on you, especially if you’re the type that likes the explosion of the mini nuke in Mercs 2. They like you cause you understand. You understand the desire for the head shot, the beat down, the killing spree. You understand the thrill of chain sawing someone in half, defeating a zombie horde, or the satisfying sound of “achievement unlocked.“ You understand when you come home and they are on their 4th, 5th , 8th hour of game play. Yet never mind if the game has co-op or multiplayer, you won’t be asked to join, cause you’re just there to understand. You’ll be the one they brag about to their friends, you’ll be their trophy, you’ll be their “achievement unlocked.” But you’re not actually there to be a gamer. After all, you are still just a girl.