Snippet #1863224

"OOF!"

Nash was pushed backwards, taking a couple steps, as he tried to re-collect himself. And his eyes would gaze upon a most marvelous sight: That TRUE girl gamer he'd heard about. As it was, he had a growing thing for Hipster girls, but this was a bit more personal. She had interests in all the best titles, didn't claim to be a gamer like some girls who just bought a console and played the latest Call of Dipshits. And the NES zappers he noticed her nearly pull from her inventory was plain out awesome, not to mention a tad sexy (What? girls with guns can do that.)

Her eyes hidden behind a pair of plastic framed glasses, and his were looking into hers. Just the gem he needed to keep up with this life he now had to live among these strange, strange people, whose world was alien to his own, which in turn was alien to most mainstream people, cliques like the 'popular' people who labeled him an outcast. He had a decent life going for him, and now he was in this other group, his pleasures being that hipsters often took interests from the likes of geeks, which he also dipped into himself.

"Shit! I'm Sorry…" Apologized Nash. "Need an HP Potion?"

He pulled out a small energy drink in the shape of a potion.