0600 - Com wakes up, He doesn't brush his teeth or take a shit. He just goes for a 10km jog, not for fitness but to practice the pathing for his flank towards his mailbox.
0900 - He hits the local Starbucks. The barista asks for a name.... Silence. She looks around, he is nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, she feels a cold chill. Com is behind her in the storage room flanking the espresso machine.
1500 - Its Match time now. It's a C rush through Long, EG is playing retake. All they need is a sova recon to set it up, but it never came. Where is Com?? He's currently in T-Spawn, crouch walking past the trash can, convinced he is about to hit the same clip as the Champs Game against PRX.
1800 - The Game Ends. EG lost 0-2. Com is last alive 80% of the rounds. standing and looking at the textures of the map creating new sova lineups. The enemy team doesn't even look for him anymore, they just plant the spike because they know he is still mid rotation via a different zip code.
2100 - Homecoming. After a long day of stealing paychecks and avoiding responsibility, he finally gets home. Boostio who was assumed missing for over a year is sitting on the couch. Com puts his hand on boostio's shoulder and whispers "Don't worry, you are safe here. You can stay hidden in my house for as long as you want. Nobody will ever find us."
Boostio sighs and feels a sense of security. He goes to the kitchen to get a glass of wine. When he returns Com is no longer there. Boostio looks everywhere, the closets, the attic, under the bed. Nothing. Suddenly, the floor behind him creeks, there he was, Com, who finally got the masterclass flank he was looking for all day. With a tear in his eyes Com starts flanking Boostio all night.
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