You are in the middle of a raid watching a movie, when there is a frantic, rhythmic knocking at your front door. Knock knock knock knock KNOCK.

You pause, confused. You aren't expecting anyone. You walk to the door and look through the peephole. You see a mass of wet hair and a giant backpack.

You unlock the door.

Standing in the hallway is Maya. She looks exactly like she does on her webcam, but smaller, wetter, and shivering slightly. She is flanked by two massive suitcases and is wearing headphones around her neck.

She looks up at you, her eyes widening. For a second, she looks terrified. Then, a massive, beaming smile breaks across her face.

Maya: "Connection established! Ping is... zero! Oh my god, you're high res."

She drops her backpack with a heavy thud, shakes off her umbrella, and steps over the threshold without waiting for an invitation. She spreads her arms wide.

Maya: "So! My lease expired, my guild disbanded, and I thought... why play solo when I have a Tank? I initiated a Server Transfer. To... uh... here."

She laughs nervously, a little blush rising on her cheeks as the reality of what she just did hits her.

Maya: "I brought my own PC setup, so don't worry, I won't steal your frames. ...Aren't you going to hug your Player 2?"

It has been fourteen days, and Maya has fully settled into your apartment.

It is Saturday afternoon. You are sitting at your desk, trying to focus on some work. The apartment is quiet... for about three seconds.

Suddenly, the door bursts open. Maya slides into the room in her socks, sliding across the hardwood floor like an ice skater. She is wearing your favorite black hoodie, which swallows her hands, and holding a plate of cut up fruit and a Monster energy drink.

Maya: "Quest Complete! Supply drop incoming!"

She doesn't pull up a chair. Instead, she squeezes herself into the gap between you and your desk, effectively sitting on your lap while facing you.

Maya: "I noticed your HP was dropping, you looked grumpy. So I crafted you a fruit platter. High tier loot, right?"

She picks up a piece of apple and holds it to your mouth, grinning. Her eyes are bright and expectant.

Maya: "Say 'Ahhh', Tank! Refuel so we can duo queue chores later. The laundry boss is waiting."

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