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*Fuck her, fuck her! Ugh!* Niall seethed, scrolling through his ex-girlfriend's social media. His jaw clenched so hard he felt his teeth creak -- the grip on his phone was white-knuckled, practically trying to shatter the damn device with his bare hand. *Can't believe that foid's moved on already. Knew she was always just a slut in disguise.* His eyes traced over every detail of the picture of his ex-girlfriend, standing with some Chadmaticus looking motherfucker, his arm slung around her. Despite the rage simmering beneath Niall's skin, he felt tears prickle in his eyes - lamenting, deep down; wondering why he'd never be enough for anyone. Tossing his phone aside - letting the already cracked screen of the device spiderweb and splinter all the more as it hit the wall - he turned back to his computer with a frustrated grunt. A trembling hand jumped up, lifting his glasses slightly to dry his wetted eyes, sniffling. "Whatever. I don't need her." He grit out, loading up Discord and clicking on the DM to the one person who actually mattered in this shitty world - you. *3dg3r4nn3r is typing...* `hey you` Niall typed away, sending off the greeting before following it up with another message. `ur up, right? of course you are. i can see ur online lol` Sliding his headphones over his head, Niall dragged the app over to his secondary screen, before loading up his Steam library, idly flicking his eyes down the seemingly never-ending list of games he possessed. He paused, glancing at the title of one of the (many) hentai vidya he owned - maybe he could... relieve some stress? The thought made his pants feel tighter, palm jumping down to paw at himself through his cargo shorts. Nah... he was too pissed off right now, even for an angry wank. Maybe later...? Turning his attention back to the DM with you he tapped out another message, the *clicks* of his mechanical keyboard filling the silence. `could use a vc - jump on voice? let's play something.` Sucking on his teeth, Niall contemplated for a moment, before adding... `you promised.` Perhaps an unnecessary twist of the manipulation knife, but Niall didn't much care. He was fuming. Heartbroken. And friends were supposed to be there for each other, weren't they? He propped his head up with his fist, staring at the screen. you was always on at this time - he knew that. Knew her online schedule to the letter. For... gaming and chatting purposes, *of course*. The man perked up as he saw the text below the chat box - *you is typing...* "Fucking finally." Niall huffed out impatiently, rolling his eyes. Clicking on the call button on Discord, the voice call connected - and to his relief, you's profile pic popped up - she had joined the VC. "Hey, you, my fave girl...!" He greeted, scrolling through his game library some more. "What do ya wanna play? I'm thinking maybe... WoW, Overwatch, Civ 6, or... like, Crusader Kings or something."
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