Gaming Troubles
Yousef was struggling to beat his opponent in the PVP match, having only the hand-eye coordination of a little girl. I used to be the master of this game , he lamented. Why did this have to happen to me? "Honey, don't you have school today?" his wife (now mother) called from the kitchen. "You need to keep up appearances until we get this sorted out. Remember?" "I'll be down in a second, Carla," It felt so bizarre to call hear those words come out of his daughter's mouth. He unpaused the game, pushing every combo attack he could muster. His smaller, daintier hands lacked the muscle memory his original body had built over hundreds of hours of playing. In the end, the lost the match, and was soon in an even worse mood when stepping onto the school bus.