Chapter 18
Seoul, South Korea
~Phoebe~
Sometimes talking to him was easy, like right now. Things were smooth and effortless. Natural even.
Other times he was like the bane of my existence. Driving me up a wall. Making me want to slam my face through a computer screen. He was like riding a rollercoaster that wouldn't let me get off it.
You say you game? What's your gamer tag, let me what you've got." He asked like he was fishing for answers.
"What, can't you find it on your own? Mister Resourceful?" I teased since he found my schedule he can find my tag.
"So feisty, what games do you even play" I could see the condescending smirk resting on his face.
"MMORG's and sometimes First person shooter games." His face widened with shock for only a moment, he quickly corrected it, bring him back to the cold aloof face he carries on him like fine makeup.
"No way, what MMORPG?" He sounded a little more enthusiastic than I think he meant too.
"A Korean Odessey"
