Grumpy Gaming Novels & Stories

But the moment I boarded the plane, I removed the SIM card from my phone and threw it away. If, in their eyes, I was nothing more than a worthless mute, then I would live for myself instead. Half a year later, my studio had grown rapidly. Because I never used voice chat while gaming, yet my gameplay was aggressive, fast, and precise, I quickly built a massive fanbase. I had become popular both domestically and overseas. And next week would be the first official competition I'd lead my team into. Carla Dixon skipped over cheerfully, carrying two cups of iced latte. Before I could refuse, she had already shoved the straw of one cup into my mouth.