"Bring it on," Armin says, the sound of him cracking his knuckles is barely picked up over the mic.
"Don't get too cocky," Castiel scoffs. The more Armin underestimates him, the more it'll sting when he loses. Castiel plays to win.
Armin grins. Good, Castiel can big himself up all he wants. The bigger the ego, the farther it has to fall."You won't be laughing when I kick your ass."
"Yeah right, I'll pound your ass like I did last Friday."
Armin pauses and then without much inflection in his voice, he answers plainly. "Sex doesn't make you any better at playing Overwatch." Armin shrugs, but nobody sees. There are not many transferable skills at play, a talent for one act says nothing of the other.
"I'm logging off." A deep sigh is heard over the headphones and Kentin disappears from the game. Without him the teams are unbalanced and neither Castiel or Armin can back up their words.
