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“You broke it.” He retorted almost like a child but there was an edge to it. He hadn’t forgiven Ryland for what he’d said. For what he’d ASSUMED. Everyone had their limit of bullshit they could deal with and that broke him. Like the last time he’d ignored Alex’s love for the team and for him. “What are you, five? Wait, probably since you live your life in the past focusing on ONE VIDEO.” He wasn’t going to take Ryland’s shit any longer. “You TOLD me to take this job. You can’t be mad just because SOMEONE actually saw that I was GOOD AT THIS. I work seventeen hours a day coaching future eSports champions. It wasn’t some attempt to get at you like you so desperately wanted.” He held out the check with a dark look.
“I say that shit all the time, Alex! Jesus, you take it like it’s nothing! There were people, and I got yelled at, and–” Fists clench, and he doesn’t say a word until he forces himself to think through. This time, Ryland was UTTERLY ALONE. Alex had Steamin’, Lucid Nightmare, and all of the other people who pretended to be his friend. None of them would know the Alex HE knew. “You KNOW how much that video hurt me. The same fuckin’ video that STEAMIN’ took? The guy who hates me. The same dude who IMMEDATELY played it, humiliating me in front of thousands and the wheelchair kids? The one YOU’RE ‘working’ for? YEAH.” He took the check, stuffing it into his pocket. “I was BLUFFING, Alex. It wasn’t just you who made our dumbass grossly named team decent. It was EVERYONE. You’d sit back and make supportive statements but not know what the fuck was going on. You’re the LORENZO of coaching, Alex. Do you even know what a gank is? An ult? Top, mid, does this all sound like a foreign language to you? You don’t CARE about esports. You care about the money you get that you only pay back when someone FORCES you to. Otherwise you take and spend it all on your alcohol and broken rockstar dreams. YEAH. I went there, because you just HAD to mention the video. Lucid Nightmare’ll break up just like your old band and you’ll have to find ANOTHER couch to mooch off of. And it ain’t gonna be mine.”



















