Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

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.

a heavy heart, Floyd finally said, "Let's

cut in, "But Waller's shoulder

Despite playing through pain, his arm would be so sore after a match, it was nearly

their position at the pinnacle of the gaming world

Waller's arm

and professional gamers were no strangers to odd

in his twenties with a bit of extra

can hold

in the face of defeat, they had to

would never back

up by Waller's resolve, the team rallied, "Right,

determination, Floyd nodded,

practice solo for now. I'll step

couldn't

Floyd nodded in agreement. Putting Cordelia in the game now could easily

coach set up the game room

station, Floyd caught sight

watch, "Give me

on time. I made this oatmeal myself. It's got a nice

Yates was taken aback.

way of caring that made

he effortlessly offered him a chair upon entering, something no

And now...

annoyance and warmth. The oatmeal was perfect, its warmth and flavor soothing his

only to see Floyd taking the bowl to the coach, promising more in a couple of

kid, stop treating me

didn't

station,

Cordelia, seeing the team

preoccupted with the scrimmage

familiarize

by playing a 1v1 mode,