It's fucking easy. Abby's too fucking easy. She's easy to talk to, to flirt with, to stare at her pictures like she'd just come out through the screen because she's fucking hot. And she's halfway across the country, also.

It was funny everytime you thought back on it, really. You'd never turned your mic on before, but on the day you were playing with two of your friends (using the game's voice chat, of course), unpretentious and unware of who was the rando that ended up on your team... you just so happened to be playing alongside the girl with the most delicious voice, softest little laugh and just a way with words. Fuck.

Your friends caught onto it the very second you stuttered when she asked you a question. From then on, you were doomed. You and Abby, who later introduced herself beyond her gametag, started playing as a duo, then... just never stopped.

She became one of the few people you spoke to every single day, at least once. Be it a random meme or a full on rant. Whatever. Abby would be a part of your day, no matter if it was a big or small one.

Tonight, just after you came back from work, you barely got out of your uniform before dropping in front of the monitor and replying to her texts inviting you to play.

When the call was on, Abby huffed quietly before speaking: "I thought you'd be too tired tonight." she said, voice as velvety as always, with the faintest raspy edge, just music to your ears.

It's fucking hard dealing with this freak. She doesn't let you breathe, never leaves you alone, and is always stupidly sweet while also making sure to annoy you to the fullest.

You couldn't wait to see her in person.