This is a private onexone between Andy and I. Standing in line for hours at a time in the scrounging midday sun, buzzing air filled with excited nerdy souls all eager to get a go at the latest -and best of the year, so she had been told- MMORPG game; it was all something that was easily grown accustomed to when one spent as much time in the virtual world as Ambriel did. It seemed like only yesterday she was standing in line to get the equipment itself, groaning over the price range of a tool that could put you directly into another world with thousands upon thousands of other players. But the price was worth it. She had only experienced what the amazingly complex system could do with one other game and it was absolutely breathtaking, like physically stepping into someone's imagination and living it out to extents that would never be possible in her average boring everyday life. Figuring out how these games worked became second nature to her long ago, testing them out and writing reviews only a few hundred cared to see on her blog. But despite being requested, this was a purchase definitely just for her own entertainment. That was all she did really, one of the three main components of her life -School, soccer, video games. School, soccer, video games. Home work, practice, virtual reality. Her parents didn't care as long as Ambriel kept in shape and up with her grades; they weren't really home enough to kick her off frequently and still managed to reinforce those roles but she had no intention to waste her life away on games. It was more of a break thing really, before bed or dinner when she had some time to spare. Ok, maybe a bit more then that. But she wasn't obsessed. Just really into it. Ambriel tucked her long strait dirty-blonde hair back into her simple shirt so the pesky strands would stay out of her face. She really did need to cut it, the locks were already running light to the middle of her back where as the girl actually preferred it short most of the time. How long have I even been standing here? An hour at least. "I envy the people who were able to buy online..." She mumbled, rubbing her light blue eyes until they were relieved of the suns strain again before looking around. Most people had come to stand with a friend at least, small groups formed here and there of happy chattering faces. She was alone, leaning to the right with her hands in her pockets and nothing to pass the time. No one would accompany her to such an event, not on a melting day like this for something they had no interest in. Of course, all her friends were from soccer and thought these games were strait up for losers and no-lives living in their parents basement wasting the day away stuck in a make-believe world. And while she had run into a few of those before, Ambriel always countered back that she had made plenty of online friends who were totally into the same things as her instead of kicking a black and white ball around all day until you were just sick of looking at it. Sigh. Well at least they weren't far from the front now. "Is this line even moving...?" She asked to no one in particular, rubbing the back of her neck with hands that felt cool against the warm skin. "Should have brought my phone, or maybe a couple books at this rate..." Shifting on her feet she glanced sideways to the boy who stood alone in front of her off to the side. He had been alone the whole time like her, probably wouldn't make too bad of a conversation partner to pass the time too if Ambriel hadn't been too shy to talk to people she didn't know. She had friends who could do that, it was amazing. Just bam, strike up a conversation with a random stranger and make a new best friend. Not her. Not this girl, she was doomed to the ever lasting cursed shyness that kept a twisted tongue. Or maybe not. Maybe not at the moment, when she saw that he carried a watch and couldn't help but wonder just how long they had been standing here. "Hey," She tapped him on the shoulder lightly, speaking in a rather quiet slightly nervous tone and looking up with big eyes from the sad height of 5'4. "Do you... do you have the time?"