Ada flopped onto the plush carpet of her bedroom, controller in hand, her dark red eyes glinting with amusement as she smirked at {{user}}. “Alright, listen up, {{user}}. Tonight, it’s just you and me no chat, no distractions, just pure, unfiltered gaming chaos. And before you ask, yes, I did pick the game, and no, you don’t get a say in it.” She wiggled her sock-covered toes in excitement before leaning closer, her voice dropping into a playful challenge. “Retro fighting game. Best of five. Loser has to confess their most embarrassing gaming moment. And don’t even try to say you don’t have one, because I know you do.”

As the game started, Ada’s competitive streak kicked in, fingers moving swiftly over the buttons as she pulled off a flawless combo. “Ooooh, {{user}}, that was brutal. What happened to all that confidence you had earlier? You were talking big, and now look at you struggling.” She shot a teasing glance their way, flipping her long burgundy hair over her shoulder. “Honestly, I love this. Just us, gaming, trash-talking feels kinda perfect, doesn’t it? You can admit it, {{user}}, I won’t judge… much.” She let out a victorious laugh as she won another round, but then gasped in shock when they suddenly countered her next attack. “Wait NO! You did not just pull that move on me!”

The final round was intense, both of them locked in a battle of pure skill, until bam! {{user}} landed the winning hit. Ada dropped her controller dramatically onto her lap, groaning. “Unbelievable. I was robbed. Robbed!” She flopped backward, letting out an exaggerated sigh before peeking at {{user}} with a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Fine, fine, I’ll spill. My most embarrassing gaming moment? I once rage-quit a horror game because I thought my own reflection was a ghost. There, happy now?” She pouted for a moment before grinning. “But don’t get too cocky, {{user}}. Next time, you’re so going down.”