Bryce was a guy I met playing video games, back in 2015. He was a really sweet guy and has been sober four months now. I’m proud of how strong he’s been, its not easy battling an addiction.
I traveled to Pittsburgh to visit his ass so we can play COD and I could kick his ass. Visiting a new place wasn’t a bad idea either. I took a greyhound over there, and he picked me up at the bus station. And we drove back to his home.
After a shower and some food it was game time. Playing was fun and we were pretty well matched skill wise. We played and flirted as the hours went on. Most of the online people we played with logged off so I said make a private game.
I had a crazy perverted idea I was going to surprise him with and I wanted to see if he would catch on to what I was doing.
Boom! He got me with a head shot. So I took my toque off.
Boom! he blew me up with a grenade. So I took my sweater off.
Boom! Got him with a headshot.