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The Gamer [Clifford]
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Teammate:
Someone I don't give a shit about
Someone else I don't give a shit about
Michaelcliff0rd....like that boy band guy?
He plays league? Why would some guitar player in a boy band play league? This must be a joke. His camera was on too. His picture showed up on the bottom of my screen and I saw a red haired boy in a grey hoodie with his headphones on. Then his voice boomed threw my headphones.
"Just gonna let you know I haven't played in a while, so I'm gonna suck" he laughed looking over to his screen and staring for a bit. I knew he could see me, bad day to look like shit.
What does Chelsea do when she meets Michael Clifford during a game of League? Well she plays of course.
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