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"AAH!" Screamed Elsa as the noise tore its way through her headset. She ripped the offending technology from her head and stared at it, mouth formed into a tight scowl. She glanced at her computer screen, instantly regretting it as she shielded her eyes from the bright light that it emitted. After a few seconds she glanced back, seeing that she had gotten a Skype call from Rainbow_Warri0r. She placed her headset back on her head and answered it.
"What in Diablo's fucking Realm of Terror do you want, Hans? You not only woke me up, you also made me nearly gave me a heart attack!" A deep chuckle emanated from her earphones as Hans turned on his webcam.
"Not my fault you always fall asleep with your headset on, love." The man then popped into view on Elsa's screen, ginger hair perfectly trimmed, green eyes glinting with amusement. "Why did you call me at" Elsa glanced at her alarm clock" Three O'clock in the fucking morning!? Hans smiled. "Because I have news! That's why."
Elsa raised an eyebrow at this." What kind of news?" Hans reached behind himself and grabbed a large white envelope. Elsa sighed to herself. "I don't give a shit about your fan mail Hans. Unless someone mailed you pictures of you in the shower I don't want to hear about it." Hans smirked at her. "This is no fan mail, love. This is an invitation." Elsa raised an eyebrow. "An invitation? To what?" "A little thing called the LOS ANGELES FUCKING MEGA TOURNEY!" Hans exclaimed.
Elsa was shocked. The LA Mega tourney was one of the biggest gaming events of the year. The best pro gamers from all across the globe got invites. It was the kind of place where one right button press could send you to stardom. "OH MY GOD YES! HANS THIS IS AMAZING! I'm so happy for you! I thought they weren't sending out the invites until next week?" "Apparently they're ahead of schedule. You know what this means, don't you?" Elsa frowned. "No I don't." Hans laughed. "It means you have to check your mail ASAP love! Your invite has to have arrived by now." Elsa chuckled, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Of course it has, if they're inviting you then I'm guaranteed a spot." They shared a chuckle before Elsa clapped her hands together. "So, what games did you out down on your application?" "I'm in for Ghosts, Battlefield 4, League and Starcraft 2." Elsa snorted at that. "You and your MOBAs, you're such a fucking casual. If I get in I'll be in for Battlefield, Gran Turismo 6 and Black Flag." "Well, we won't know until tomorrow, anyways so I'll let you get back to sleep, princess" Han said with a smile. "Hey, that's queen to you, peasant!" Hans just laughed and signed off.
Elsa sighed; falling backwards onto her bed she rubbed her eyes. She really should listen to Hans and get some sleep but now she was too nervous. Rolling over onto her stomach she groped blindly next to her bed until she felt her hand brush her controller. Grabbing her remote from her nightstand she turned on her TV and Ps3. There was no way she was going to get back to sleep, she was too excited. Casting all her thoughts of the mail she could be getting the next morning aside, she did what she did best: played.