As I watched her dramatically fall to the ground, in the corner of my eye the Gamer rushed to see if she was okay. He kneeled on the sidewalk and shook her shoulders to see if the female would awaken. She replied with only a moan. The Gamer then decided to pick her up whilst in his suit of armor and he carried her inside to the living room to set her on the couch. At this point I approached the window to further observe the Gamer's attempt at hospitality and compassion. I saw the EVG take a trip to kitchen and he open the freezer. It was entirely filled with Hot Pocket boxes. He grabbed a box and brought it back to his potential mate to place it on her forehead to cool her down in hopes to bring her back to conscienceness.
The female slowly started to regain composure but she still appeared groggy and the Gamer offered to take her downstairs to a more comfortable couch. They both traveled to the basement out of my sight. I hurried to find somekind of vantage point around the house until I finally found a small open window at ground-level. The couch he placed her on seemed like it could have only been comfortable to the Gamer because it seemed to have his shape imprinted in the couch.
The female then regain complete comprehension and she started to look around the basement that she was taken to. The look on her face was personally priceless to me. On every square footage of the walls were posters of all the video games a person could imagine. These poster's weren't alone however, about half a dozen cardboard stand-ups of characters were scattered at the corners. The Gamer took off his white helmet and asked if she was alright, and before she could respond, another female voice shouted from upstairs.....
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