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Click. Click. Click. "Ahha YEAH!" Click. Click. Click. "Alright. Alright. Alright." Click. Click. Click. "Awww man..." That is all Nick had heard for only God knows how many hours. Brash curses and victorious whoops, accompanied by excessive amounts of gun fire and blood splatter. Ellis had been glued to the TV since he got home from work. Desperate to try his new game as soon as possible. It was even safe to say the hick had showered at work, being unusually clean when returning home, just so it wouldn't get in the way of his game playing. Ellis had taken residence in "Nick's chair" because the owner of said chair was playing Solitair