[center][h2][color=662d91]Michael Anderson
Day One[/color][/h2][/center]

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Michael stared at the screen intently, fully concentrated on it as he tapped various buttons of the keyboard. He played a well known MOBA game Guild of Heroes and he was often called the best solo player in the county, however Guild of Heroes is a team game and he didn't work well with other people telling him what to do and so he often lost matches because of the lack of teamwork, today wasn't any different.

Suddenly, his movements became more erratic and he tapped on the keys of the keyboard furiously as his Hero was getting beaten to a pulp by his enemies without being able to do anything in return and soon, a sound a voice said in a almost robotic tone:

"Your Hero has been slain!"

"Damnit, Igo, why didn't you protect me and tanked the damage?!" he shouted on the mic furiously as his team continued to fight the enemy team and losing, moments later, he shouted at hearing the response of his teammate. "I'm the assassin, I'm not suppossed to be a tank, I'm suppossed to deal damage, you idiot!" he shouted in the microphone frustrated, now that he couldn't do anything to win.

Grumbling, he grabbed the hamburger next to his keyboard and took a large bite out of it and chewed it as if he had taken a bite of his enemies and not a piece of hamburger. As he was chewing, he no longer looked at the screen  and instead, he had taken his phone out to check his emails. A while back, he had sent the a message along with a demo of his own game -the game that he had worked on since he arrived in Shine City- to the massive gaming company GA, who had it's headquarters here, in hopes of selling them the entire game for a large sum of money if they liked it, but alas, there was only junkmail in it.

However, as he was browsing his inbox, his earphones suddenly rang incredibly loud with the same robotic voice from before 

"Victory!"

The deafening sound made him remove his headphones and throw them aside. To this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. They had won, and he was happy for that, but they hadn't won because of him and that made him feel bitter. Exasperated, he closed the game, then the computer, he had to get some fresh air... but where?

However, it only took him moments before smiled, he knew where he could go, but there wasn't a lot of fresh there. He just shook his head and got up, not bothering to dress in any different attire other than his regular one... he would go to the bar, who knows, maybe he would be able to find someone with the same tastes as him and maybe that person would be a girl.