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Eventually, he invited me to his place for some Splitgate games. I was hyped, brought snacks, ready to frag all night.
I get there, and the vibe is... weird. He greets me with a smirk and says, “I’ve been waiting for you.” I thought he was joking.
We sit down to play and he keeps making weird comments like “I’d let you portal me anytime” and “your movement turns me on.”
Next thing I know, he’s leaning in, breathing heavy, and saying “you ever kissed after a clutch round?”
I stood up, unplugged my mouse, and left. Didn’t even get to play a single match.
Good player, but bro’s playing a different game. Watch your back.