Chapter 69: Weird man II
David was slouched on his couch, utterly defeated. After losing yet another match to Zoey, he was now venting his frustrations out loud. "This is ridiculous! How does she keep doing that? I score first, and then she just... I don’t know, becomes an AI cheat code or something!"
Zoey’s voice came through the headset, completely unfazed. "Dude, you had your moment, now it’s my turn. You’re welcome to try again after I finish this game."
David groaned. "I swear, if I lose this next one... I’m going to eat my controller."
That was when the doorbell rang. His eyes flickered toward the door. "Oh great. The food’s here. At least I get some Chinese to drown my sorrows."
He got up lazily and walked to the door, muttering under his breath about the string of bad luck he had with Zoey and the endless string of losses. "My order’s around," he called out, not really expecting much.
He opened the door, ready for his usual Chinese takeaway. "Just leave it and step back," David instructed, still in a bad mood. He needed the food—at least that could make him feel somewhat better. But just as he reached for the bag of food, something unexpected happened.
A hand grabbed his arm, and before he could process what was going on, his fist was already in the air. David instinctively swung, landing a solid punch.
"OW!" the person yelped, stumbling back and clutching his face.
David froze, confused. "Wait... what?"