[ 027 - The Superior Chad ]
( Word Count - 1258 )
- Written on September 2nd 2021 -
• Unedited Because Tornado Go Brrrr •

Rolling my head on my shoulders, I glance over everything that is now on my cluttered desk. It used to be uncluttered when Boomer came over and decided that having a dozen empty monster cans, broken pens and scrap paper all over my desk probably wasn't the best thing. I'm used to just having what my camera can see clean, I'm not a slob but I am very lazy and ADHD is a bitch. Now instead of monsters, there are cans of beer and a large bottle of vodka that would make Wilbur Soot proud, sitting on my desk. I had been last minute invited to a pummel party with Boomer, Punz, Sam, Ant, and Gumi.

"Another girl," I cheer happily when I join the call where Gumi is happily chatting away with the other boys in the call. The thing that sucks most about the gaming community is that there is little to no girls due to the fact that girls get a lot of hate in the community. They have for a while with rude jokes or comments and it's hard to bite your tongue sometimes which is awfully annoying. "Hello Gumi my beloved." I grin happily as I start up my stream cutting past my starting soon screen and immediately waving hello to the chat but not speaking to them. I give them a bright grin before looking back to the Discord where my friends are in the call with each other.

"Dee!" Gumi greets me back just as happily and I swing my feet under my desk. I can see my chat freaking out when they start to put two and two together to understand that we were playing Pummel Party tonight which is going to be really fun. Drunk Pummel Party at that but they don't know that.

"Is everyone here?" Ant asks, taking charge of the call which is basically three different kinds of conversations going on as well as people addressing their chats.

"Hell yeah," I grin, stopping talking about my mess of a chat with Gumi who was laughing at the different stories I was telling her about. I honestly have a love hate relationship with my chat but there are times when they can make a good joke and make me laugh. Most of the time though it's the same like six jokes on repeat which is good for a bit but yeah. "I'm going to beat all of your asses." I tell the group as I join the lobby on Pummel Party, messing around with settings so my character looks how I want it to look.

"Isn't this your first time playing Dee?" I hear Punz say with a small laugh and I glare at my monitor where our discord call is up. I can some of the others icons light up the green color that lets me know who chuckles a little at the fact that he was calling me out on my lack of experience in this game.

"Shut the fuck up Punz," I scoff a little and head him laugh at my lack of a comeback. We mess around for a few more minutes before Ant starts talking about getting on with the game and an idea hits me. "Oh, Punz, Punz." I grin because he is the one of the other people who said they would be drinking in the call tonight. American laws are weird and that means that only a few of the people can drink, aka Boomer can't drink because he is nineteen. I am also nineteen but am much sexier and live in the best country so yeah.

"What Dee?" Punz says dramatically. Even though we don't talk a lot fans love the content between us and we have multiple bits going on with each other. One of which being that I will annoy him and he simply puts up with it. Then there are the people who ship us and that is a huge mess in itself. I don't mind it honestly and Punz doesn't mind it either.

"Before we start," I say reaching over and take one of the closed white claws that are kept in the container sitting not too far from me on my desk. My chat sees me grab it and I see them start spamming different things, mainly 'drunk Punz and Dee'. "Down a white claw with me?" I ask him with a giggle and can practically see the smile that appears on his face.

"Chat," Sam speaks up suddenly and I giggle a little, rolling my eyes at him and my chat going on about the drinking. "The chads are showing off," He says with a small laugh at the end and I shake my head at how stupid it was. My beer is getting cold in my hands and I want to drink it now because it's so annoying to wait for him.

"Hell yeah dude." I say, ignoring my chat and addressing Sam instead. I grin a little and do a surfer dude sign to my chat to push it forwards and I already know that there are going to be so many clips from this stream alone and that will be one of them.

"Sure," I hear Punz say smoothly although I know that he had probably been thinking about it just as much as I have been and I cheer happily for a second, looking at the drink that was in my hand. "Are you going to shotgun?" He asks and I grin, shooting a look to my chat to see that they were cheering on the idea.

"Well now that you say it," I say just as smooth with a grin growing across my face. I roll my head on my shoulders and position the can in my hands, giving my chat a wink as I wait for Punz's slow ass.

"Three, two," Punz counts down, letting me know when to start and also that this is a race between us. Whoever can down their beer first wins and the loser will probably be mocked and/or bullied for the rest of the night. There is no way that I'm going to let Punz bully me about not being able to take a white claw.

"One." We both day at the same time and I start downing my drink. At first it taste strong and makes me squint a little but I quickly get over it and down the drink, my confidence going up with the more I take before the van runs out and I throw it over my shoulder.

"Done bitch!" I cheer, throwing my hands into the air with the biggest grin across my face and their is laughter in the call. "I am the superior chad." I inform him cockily as any Leo would do and glance at my chat to see them saying that I was hot. Thanks a lot.

"That was my first, doesn't count." Punz says sounding like a toddler because he knows that I will be bullying him for the rest of the night. I reach over and grab another beer like the proud brit I am and place it off to the side after taking a small sip.

"That's what they all say," I mock him and hear the rest of the call laugh before we actually get started with the game like we should've at least half of an hour ago.