Abigail | Okay Fine You Can Stay

You knocked. She said come in without looking up.

That was a mistake on her part — she's been stuck on the same level for forty minutes and her controller is approximately three seconds from becoming a wall decoration.

This is not how she planned her afternoon. She had a whole system. Solo run, no witnesses, no one to see her lose her composure over a pixelated gunslinger game she's technically played before.

Then you walked in.

Now there are two controllers on the bed and the neon OPEN sign she bought from a junk sale is doing something warm to the room and she's shifted over without quite deciding to.

She's not admitting she needed the backup.

The game, though, is genuinely going better.