Gamer Wars [Liam]
Dec 16, 2016 23:49:34 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Dec 16, 2016 23:49:34 GMT -5
He never expected to be visited by the person he'd been teasing over the internet game. Sure, the squirt that was now in front of him was not a good player by any means; he could easily remember all the times he would beat the said person on his own side of the screen and laugh at him for his idiotic and naive mistakes only newbie players made, but that never seemed to be an excusable reason to said new players. Lovino honestly was exhausted already as it was, having been just trying to get ready for a nap of the day when he was visited with the freshman. Perhaps his weekend was not supposed to be spent as peacefully as he originally planned to do so, just consuming junk sugary foods, catching up on his sleep and engrossing himself in his game of WoW.
For a split second, the idea of inviting the shorter male into his room crossed his mind. The dormitory room was a scene of a hurricane; plastic bags and containers, bottles, paper and cords tangled together littered the room, leaving nearly no space for man to land a foot. No doubt a roach or two would be crawling under all the garbage, and his feline companion too refused to walk on what once used to be the carpet, staying high up traveling on desks and tables instead. Back at home, maids and other servants took care of keeping the place well kept that, Lovino couldn't get used to having to do the chores himself. When he took one thing out, it would take months before it went back to it's original place... Possibly when Lovino would try and clean up sloppily when he had plans of sneaking a girl into the room... Which sadly, was quite rare. Despite the clusterfuck of a room however, Lovino himself kept himself well suited, wearing branded t-shirt for him to just lay around in and fashionable pants to go along with it. His bangs that have been recently poking his hazel green eyes were pulled up and aside with pastel colored pins, giving him a homey look, comfortable in his own territory.
"...Uh, ciao?" He decided to speak first, having opened the door to meet the teen in front of him. He briefly remembered having told the voice in the game to come and see him if he wanted to learn a few tricks to get out of his 'n00b' habits, but seriously didn't expect someone at his door literally only 10 minutes later. It was just a joke; something to hopefully rile up the voice he was taunting while playing and killing off way too easily. "Can I help you, Squirt?"
For a split second, the idea of inviting the shorter male into his room crossed his mind. The dormitory room was a scene of a hurricane; plastic bags and containers, bottles, paper and cords tangled together littered the room, leaving nearly no space for man to land a foot. No doubt a roach or two would be crawling under all the garbage, and his feline companion too refused to walk on what once used to be the carpet, staying high up traveling on desks and tables instead. Back at home, maids and other servants took care of keeping the place well kept that, Lovino couldn't get used to having to do the chores himself. When he took one thing out, it would take months before it went back to it's original place... Possibly when Lovino would try and clean up sloppily when he had plans of sneaking a girl into the room... Which sadly, was quite rare. Despite the clusterfuck of a room however, Lovino himself kept himself well suited, wearing branded t-shirt for him to just lay around in and fashionable pants to go along with it. His bangs that have been recently poking his hazel green eyes were pulled up and aside with pastel colored pins, giving him a homey look, comfortable in his own territory.
"...Uh, ciao?" He decided to speak first, having opened the door to meet the teen in front of him. He briefly remembered having told the voice in the game to come and see him if he wanted to learn a few tricks to get out of his 'n00b' habits, but seriously didn't expect someone at his door literally only 10 minutes later. It was just a joke; something to hopefully rile up the voice he was taunting while playing and killing off way too easily. "Can I help you, Squirt?"
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