Chapter 238

Karl glanced over at Cordelia, only to see her already acclimated to her new keyboard, fingers dancing over the pink keys matched with its coordinating mouse. This sight only added to his irritation.

They were here for a competition. Why the need for such girly gear?

As he pondered, the door suddenly burst open. The EW Club's coach stormed in, his brow furrowed as he announced, "CM challenged us to a scrimmage."

CM, the perennial underdogs led by Wade, chose now of all times to throw down the gauntlet, clearly aiming to mess with their heads, knowing full well that today marked the debut of their new marksman.

Floyd was the first to respond, "Just decline it."

The coach shook his head, "Wade tweeted it. If we decline, it'll look like we're scared. But going now..."

His gaze drifted to Cordelia, skepticism written all over his face.

Putting aside the question of skill, every player has their own style. It takes time to gel as a team before facing off in official competitions.

The newbie couldn't possibly mesh with the team on short notice.

Floyd frowned, checking his phone to indeed find Wade's tweet:

"Wanna scrimmage? @EW Club"

Followed by a slew of taunts:

-Do they dare? LOL.

-If I were EW Club, I'd jump at the chance. New marksman and all, it's the perfect way to mesh, especially against a team like CM.

-Right. No reason to decline. Bring it on.

-If EW Club backs out, I'm unfollowing. Can't respect that.

Using the threat of losing followers to coerce them. Clever.

heavy heart, Floyd finally said,

when Karl cut in, "But Waller's shoulder needs a rest today. He

injuries heavier than all but the marksman. Despite playing through pain, his arm would be so sore after a match, it

pinnacle of the gaming world was at stake. CM was pushing them too

"Explaining Waller's arm

it was only 6 PM, and professional

a bit of extra

do it! I can hold up!"

face of defeat, they

Club would never

team

the team's determination, Floyd

turned to Cordelia, "You should practice

they couldn't afford to lose

in agreement. Putting Cordelia in the game now

made, the coach set

to his station, Floyd caught sight of

at his watch,

been acting up. Eat on time. I made this oatmeal myself. It's got a nice layer

Yates was taken aback.

that made you feel comfortable in the

a chair upon entering,

And now...

annoyance and warmth. The oatmeal was

see Floyd taking the bowl to the coach,

"I'm not a kid,

didn't move

returned to his station,

Cordelia, seeing the team

preoccupted with the scrimmage

familiarize

a 1v1 mode, randomly matching with

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