All's Fair In Love and War

The Abyss Looks Into Me (Present)

Playlist
-The Greatest Showman: Reimagined
-Halsey- Hopeless Fountain Kingdom
-Burzum- Filosofem
-Oathbreaker- Eros|Anteros

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It had been about a week since Callum had had his ‘episode’ down in the cellar of The Vic and he hadn’t talked about it since, making out that he had had an accident down there when Linda had questioned him further.

Whitney had tried on numerous occasions, to get him to open up and talk about it, but being a typical man, he would just clam up and shut off, making his excuses to avoid the confrontation at all costs.

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“SHOOT ‘IM! SHOOT ‘IM! MATE, I NEED COVER ON THE LEFT! THE LEFT!” Callum shouted down his headset. He was in the middle of completing a mission on Call of Duty: Black Ops 4, and his team had nearly won.

He was frantically tapping at buttons, leaning forward on the sofa, eyes glued to the TV screen.

“Shit! Shit! There ya go! Shoot! Shoot!” He got to his feet still hammering buttons on the controller, inches from the TV screen, shouting orders at the rest of his team mates.

“Callum?” Whitney walked into the Living Room. She saw he was heavily engrossed in gaming, but thought it was worth a shot.

No reply.

“Callum, can we talk?” She tried asking again, walking further into the room. She walked directly inbetween him and the TV and stood there, arms folded across her chest.

Callum, ducked around her to try and get a better view of the screen, but she moved with him. “Whit! Move!” He told her.

She didn’t move.

“Can you move please. I can’t see what I’m doing.”

“No. Talk to me.” She told him sternly.

“BOOM! HEADSHOT!” Callum shouted out, laughing with his team players. Whitney could hear the muffled voices of the other players talking through Callum’s headset. “In a second yeah?” He told her, quickly glancing from the screen to her. “No, sorry, my friend is here wanting—WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!... SHIT I’M OUT OF AMMO! BACK ME UP —BACK ME UP! SHOOT! SH-.”

He was cut off by the TV suddenly going blank, and was left staring at a black rectangle, just as they were about to complete the mission. “Oh what!” He exclaimed.

He rushed over to the PlayStation console and frantically started pushing buttons, but nothing was lighting up. He started ferreting behind the back of the TV checking all of the different connections and pulling at cables here, there and everywhere.

“I think this might be the problem.” Whitney said, from standing behind him.

He spun around at the sound of her voice and found she was holding the mains power chord in one hand, her other hand on her hip. Looking at him with a raise eyebrow.

Callum frowned at her. “What? Whit! Why’d ya go an’ do that eh?” He snapped at her, gesturing with the controller still in his hand at the black rectangle.

“Look! I want ya ta talk ta me about what ‘appened the other night?”

“What ‘appened the other night?” He shook his head, confused.