An Average Rigleen Story
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A/N: Just before I begin with this story, just know that the rating will change, and well I'm not very good at staying consistent with my stories, that's why I try to write very few.
Nobody P.O.V
He sat there, along the hard stale back of her pale green couch. He never meant for them to get close, or even start hanging out in the first place. She was annoying remember? No, this particular raccoon couldn't remember, because everyone deserves a chance he gave her one. What'd she do with it? Scoop that opportunity up of course.
The first time when she invited him over was when Mordecai was out with CJ. At that time he only went over because he had nothing to do of course, that was the reason why. They sat on the same old couch watching a horror movie on her beat up laptop, nothing was weird.
Then as time would pass he would start to come over more, even when Mordecai wasn't out with CJ, and he maybe just had a day off. It's not because he liked Eileen or anything, no never.
He started becoming more common at the young moles house. This was when he found out she had never played an actual video game. So the raccoon took it upon himself to teach her the only way he knew, with late night gaming sessions. They would usually start in the afternoon around 4 if all went well in the park, and ended at around 12pm.
He could tolerate her now, heck even more than that, he could actually want to start a conversation with her now. So tonight was going to be the same old thing, another gaming night. For the young man, these past couple weekends she had been getting better and more of a competitor to him. But he would never openly admit that, but tonight he would win and she would have a run for her money.