“Yeah, that, too,” I agree, glancing at the racing game they’re playing. “Shittt, Mads. He’skillingyou!”
Rad’s username disappears for a few minutes, and in that time, my skin suddenly doesn’t feel like it’s crawling.
Still, when he seems to come back less than a half-hour later, I feel my jaw tighten.
YDsuxabigbag:you can’t kick me out that easily
lol235metalhead:dude, you need to touch some grass
YDfan4life:omg get a fucking life
YDsuxabigbig:all of you clingy bitches just want to suck someone’s dick
“Whoa, easy, dude,” I say. “I don’t know who the fuck you are, but you can’t talk to our fans like that.”
“We don’t tolerate that shit,” Reed says when he glimpses the chat. “You can leave, man. Positive vibes only.”
boats.and.hoes:it’s the small dick energy for me.
YDsuxabigbag:You were always on that positive bullshit train.
YDsuxabigbag:when are you going to learn that you’re better than this shit.
Reed looks at me, then rolls his eyes as he focuses on the next game.
“Hey, when’s Zeb coming back?” Mads asks. “He’s been gone a bit.”
I wonder if Mads is itching to get in there to talk to Gemma and Kade.
YDfan4life:you’re a tool. Get off the chat.
lol235metalhead:reported
User109235:reported
YDsuxabigbag:surprised Bonnie isn’t sucking his nuts. That’s how you got in the band, right?
bed.lam.luvr:BACK UP
gothgirlie1234:holy shit
YDfan4life:hell no
lil.st@lkerbuddy:we will find you
YDsuxabigbag:im not scared of any of you
A slew of comments come into my defense, and I’m deciding whether to go off or keep my cool when I see Zeb coming into the room from the corner of my eye.
“Ready to bow out yet?” he asks Mads.
“Hell yes, man. It’s all yours,” Mads says as he slips Zeb the controller without bothering to wait for the end of the game.
Because I know Mads is eager to check in on our security team.
The door opens wide when Mads exits, and I peer back to try and listen in to the tense conversation.
“That’s the third username,” I hear Mads say.
