Virtual Reality

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"Not the best idea, but okay. It's okay." Stacy said.

"I'm not participating." I said.

"Come on! It'll be fun!" Margo said tiredly. She had just found this game about dating and I am totally against going.

"Fun hater?" She asked jokingly. I rolled my eyes.

"No. To prove that I'm going to an arcade." I said and clicked the earth icon just on the lower left of the screen. A list of places showed up but I didn't want any of them. I searched for arcade and a bunch of places showed up.

"You guys can join." I said.

"No, wait. I-" Margo did not get to finish her sentence because I had transported my avatar to another room.

Minutes later, I was about to transport my avatar to another room to do the next level when they showed up on the entrance.

"Oh my gosh! What a bunch of mean people!" Stacy complained. Her avatar's face blushed red from anger.

"Why? What happened?" I asked.

"Well, it turned out that it was a VIP event, and they discriminate non VIP members. So we were insulted a lot. But Margo here fought back and every VIP member in the room had their attention on us. So yeah, we just got our bums kicked." Stacy told. All the while she was talking, I could hear Margo mumbling insults to some people that I don't know.

"Wow. You did not see that coming. And Margo, stop mumbling on your headgear. The instructions said it can damage the microphone." I said. I heard her sigh.

"I'm going to take a break. This headgear will damage my hair. Why did they have to design it to look like a freaking helmet?" She complained again, and then her avatar disappeared and I couldn't hear her anymore.

"There she goes, going offline when she presents a topic that's worth talking about." Stacy said. I laughed a little.

"Go finish this level so I could have an arcade buddy throughout the game." I said.

An hour later, Stacy had gone offline, too after finishing the arcade.

And now I don't have anyone to talk to since they're gone. My social life is a failure in real life and in the virtual world. Two worlds and I only talk to two people. Well, I do talk to my family. But that's different.

Speaking of which, I heard the doorbell rang. I removed my headgear, which was just a week old. I spent half of my savings to buy this game of a virtual world called Virtual Reality, thinking that my social life will have a better chance in there. At least I found two friends.

I ran downstairs to open the door. My younger sister was impatiently waiting outside. She smiled.

"Thank goodness you heard. I was doubting that you will because of that headgear." She said and went straight to the couch.

"What's up?" I asked.

"The intense heat." She complained. "And I'm thinking if I should buy a headgear, too. That game you're playing looks fun."

"It sort of does." I agreed and went back upstairs to my room, my sister tailing behind me.

"How does it work anyway? I mean, I see you open your mouth as if you're talking but I don't hear anything." She wondered out loud.

"I don't understand it fully. But I do know that it transmits my voice to the game. And then the head piece reads my emotions and my avatar mimics it. " I explained.

"How much did it cost you?" She asked.

"Just half of my savings."

"That's, like, my entire savings. I mean, you're better at saving money." She said. I stopped and turned around to face her.

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