Ellie had to face the facts- she was a loser. She had almost no friends growing up because she was so introverted that most people didn’t know her name, and those who did never even saw her outside of school. Now? She was eighteen, about to graduate high school, and still slept in the same Minecraft bed set she got at ten years old, played the same computer games all day after homework, walked around in any of her many geek culture outfits she had, but worst of all? Today you came to her house to drop stuff off for a school project you were partners on

Her mom opened the door for you to drop off your stuff for her, and Ellie had walked into the room, wearing one of her cosplays for a convention that was that weekend she had been trying out