"Wow. Miss Nightingale, you suck at this game."

".......Tcheh!~💢" 

But when we started to enter Round 2... 3... 4... 5... It was clear.

I realized at that point that this Florence Nightingale was a sore loser.

And - a brat.

"Honestly Flo. Everyone keeps telling me how you lock yourself in your room for your 'so-called meditation' for days on end. Even all night. You should be really good at this game that even Earth five year olds have mastered... Yet."

"....Keh!"

"See? You're rushing into the open too much! Everyone can take pot shots at you! PUBz isn't a game where you can respawn and shoot again you know!"

"Nnnnnnnnnnnggkkkk."

"Hey! That's me your shooting! The one without any pants is me! Check fire!!"

"Geh! Aag! HUFF!"

"What the f*ck!? You dropped your weapon again? What button do you keep pressing to do that!? Here take my MP5... The f**k little girl, pick it up!"

"..........................Uuugagahlkkkk!💢"

Th longer we played, all of Flo's mistake in the game started to show, badly. She would ignore cover, to try and take shots at enemies too far away. She often gives away her position for the sake of picking up better weapons.

She would ignore me and rush up the hill, desperately jumping over the geometry borders, then some b*tch with a frying pan knocks her out.

Essentially, I've been doing nothing but carrying this 8 year old child.

Now that I mention it - Earth 3 years old play PUBz better than her!!

Flo has been doing nothing but yelling grunts and mutters into her copper cup with wired mike, smashing buttons on her iron-bar controller.

Given how badly her lady avatar was being violated by 20+ others players...

                She was only one iota away
              from throwing her controller.

"Ah. Dead again Flo. I can't rez you."

"CHEEH!"

Too late...She tossed it, right into the nose of her cat-face cushion.

...The fiend.

".............................................Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

".................................................................................................."

"..................................................Huff, huff, huff.... Humph!"

".............................................. Why don't we take a break?"

"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~💢" 

The moment, I said those innocent words, I was thrown out.

Judo-tossed onto the floor outside... and I am 5' 6"... she's not.

By the time I heard my body hit the ground, the door slammed shut. And the sound of silly button smashing, game noises, and muffled yelling continued.

........Despite being an American, and a Gamer myself.

I worry for that reincarnated Crimean Nurse.