Leo burst into laughter in his bedroom, relieved that stupidity wasn't fatal, or else he feared Anya wouldn't have much longer to live.
Exiting the game, Leo typed into the group chat, "Wasn't me playing today, folks. We had a rookie on board."
"Your... girlfriend?"
"Yeah, Anya."
A rival in the group piped up, "You ditched us, letting your girl mess around in the game."
Leo shot back, "I let her have her fun. I've got it covered."
Then, Leo privately messaged the teammates he and Anya had played with earlier, promising to make up for the lost levels by carrying them through a few tonight.
"Man, what happened today? Did someone hack your account?" someone asked.
Leo replied, "Nope, just a jealous girl having a go with my account. If you see my moves going sideways, you'll know it's her practicing."
The team was baffled, "Man, you're spoiling her rotten."
Leo just chuckled, "She might make you lose a few levels, but I'll carry you up twice as many tonight."
"Deal!"
Leo closed the chat, amused as he watched Anya's clumsy gameplay. He couldn't help but tease, "Dope, dork, silly goose."
He must've repeated those words a dozen times before finally turning off the light, ready for bed.
Anya, unaffected by the coffee she had during the day, snuggled under the covers and fell asleep instantly, oblivious to the fact she had dragged Chad's levels down significantly.
Later, her gameplay was so clueless, constantly getting lost on the map and nearly wandering into enemy territory, that it sparked a global alert in the game: "The Legend's Girlfriend is here again, gather around!"
"Hey, Legend's Girlfriend, where you at?"
"Legend's Girlfriend, where's our hero?"
"Legend's Girlfriend, can you share some news about our hero? Pretty please?"
Anya scratched her head, then turned to Leo, "Chad, who's the Legend's Girlfriend they're all asking about?"
Leo gave her a look, "Anya, how about we don't play anymore, okay?"
Blinking, Anya incredulously asked, "Chad, they're not talking about me, are they?"
After a pause, she answered her own question, "Couldn't be. I'm not Chad's girlfriend. Plus, they don't even know I'm the one using Chad's account."
Leo watched as Anya drifted further from the truth.
He couldn't help but suggest, "Why don't you ask them who they're talking about?"
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