Said in the match let me pet your cat. I was like K. I let it slide cause he's good. We won. I said thx. As Im about to close the game I here this sudden squeeky giggle in my headphones I'm coming. I pause for a moment and decide to ignore it. However I suddenly hear foot steps like The Simpsons from a far but the sound suddenly grows. I'm thinking this isn't happening. I then just turn my whole body with my ergonomic gaming chair while paralyzed in disbelief. He busts through the door. I'm now crying. Bro is 6'6 350lbs with complexion of a pizza. But after closing my eyes embracing the worst. I hear a calm purring sound. I see him rubbing a cat with the name tag sprinkles. I don't even own a cat. We make eye contact and he smiles. He starts making his way towards me I quickly turn my back and start another match before he comes any closer. The match starts he and sprinkles disappear but the front door was open. Nice guy but he might be a leading cause of Schizophrenia

good tactics

friendly dude, include me

AWP master

+rep always reliable

add me too, amazing friend