1x1 with Zelinkmoo and Frienderman312

[deco.]

Emma didn't like that they were tied, oh no the one thing she hated the most was tying, "I don't care if you were letting me win, but I won't settle for a tie. Never. oh no." She lifted up her paddle and pointed it at Preston, "I'll settle for a winner and a loser." Emma was never a good loser, but that didn't matter she'd rather lose than tie and well she might've cared a tiny bit that he was letting her win. She was a little fired up now something of which happens more often than you'd expect. "You ready?" She asked.

(Sorry this is a little short and prolly poorly written I just wanted to write something before I'm gone for a while.)

[frienderman312]

Preston sighed. "Alright." He served and played. He then let her win again. "Yay, you won." He said with a small smile. He was barely even trying to play. "So are you wanting to play chess now? Or do you want to continue to play?" He asked getting the ball and setting it down on the table. He put his paddle down as well and waited for her answer. He was fine with either.

(It's alright :>

[deco.]

Emma looked skeptically at Preston, "Dude, were you even trying?" She asked, "Honestly, I feel like it's worse if you let someone win-" and off she goes, Emma Richards doing what she does best, ranting. "-like it makes it seem like you know the other person's trash and even if they are, so what? Aren't you just supposed to have fun?" She shrugs and then shakes her head, she could've extended that rant on for hours but she remembered that she needs to limit herself when speaking, Emma assumed Preston was still uncomfortable with her and she really doesn't blame him she straight up slammed him into and wall and then claimed they were friends. It was certainly an unusual meeting.

[frienderman312]

Preston just listened to her. “My brother. When we were little he would always get into a fit if he doesn’t win. He would complain and tell me ‘you should let others win you know.’ So ever since then I just let others win. I don’t care if I loose.” He said looking up at her. “I think I should go. I need to find a place to stay anyways.” He walked out of the building and looked around for a place.

[deco.]

Emma shook her head, "Yeah, well, most people aren't your brother. Most people know how to lose." Emma might've hated losing, but it wasn't like she was going to kill someone because of it, it happens. "Alrighty. Goodluck." She waved at him and then instantly felt lonely it was the one thing she hated the most about being back on Earth. It's not like you can just waltz back home - well Emma couldn't anyway, she couldn't not after how she died - she was wondering what her friends were up to Emma figured they've moved on. Sighing, she gets up and makes her way home she knew what she wanted to do, open a book and just forget about somethings for a while.

[frienderman312]

Preston found an apartment building. He got himself a room. Preston is going to have to now buy a bed, couch, tv, and food. He walked out of his apartment and went to a furniture store. He bought a bed and couch. He told the people where to take the two things at. He then went to a electronic store to buy a tv. Preston took the tv to his home and set it up. He went back out to buy groceries.

[deco.]

Emma made it home faster than she expected, no matter how many times she went into random buildings. She grabbed a bag of chips and plopped herself on her bed the book she was reading was just another romance novel, her bookshelf was full of them. Emma read a lot - too much even according to her mom - it helped her take her mind off of things especially when she was going through a rough patch. Preston was the first person she’d actually talked to since she came back to Earth their little interaction made her happy.

[frienderman312]

After Preston got groceries he went back to his home. He saw the couch already set up in the living room. “That was fast.” He said. Preston put the groceries up and went to the couch and sat on it. He grabbed the tv remote and turned on the tv. Before long he went to sleep, having a dream of him becoming a fallen angel. Throughout the day Preston was hoping it was just a dream, and that he would wake up in his home that is in heaven.

[deco.]

Emma read until early in the morning - something of which isn’t unusual for this hotheaded demon - she checked the time it was 4:37am, Emma sighed as she planned to actually get some sleep but as always she never did. Closing her book she decided to see what her friends were up to, mostly by creeping their social media accounts. It had been a while since she’d actually seen any of them it made her realize how much she’s missed them, but it’s not like once you’ve died you can just waltz back in life like, ‘hey! Came back from my trip to hell! How’s it going?’ Even if she did her friends wouldn’t let it go or they just wouldn’t believe her.

[frienderman312]

Preston woke up around 8:34am. He yawned and looked around, sighing that none of this was just a dream. He got up and walked into the kitchen to get himself some food. Once he ate breakfast, Preston headed out. While walking, he ran into his brother. “Oh hey Aaron.” He said. Aaron messed up Preston’s hair and took his glasses. “Hey bro.” He said looking at the glasses. “Geez your still really blind.” Aaron smirked. “My friend is blind as well...could he borrow them?” Preston hesitated to say no. “I mean... like his eye sight is most likely different from mine.” Preston said looking in the general direction of Aaron. “Oh come on. I’ll return them. He just needs to go somewhere.” Preston sighed. “But-“ His brother was already gone, which Preston could sense that. He sighed again and tried walking but tripped over something.