Rallying the squad [2]

Coventry City, England…

"Babe".

Silence.

"Babe!"

"WHAT?!" A loud voice blasted out from inside the apartment.

The 2 people standing at the entrance shuddered.

Standing before them and holding the door was a young man with short brown hair. A soon as that voice blasted out from inside, he smiled at them. "That's her normal voice". He chuckled awkwardly.

"Babe, 2 people are looking for you".

"By this time of the night? Who are they?"

"One of them is a girl, she has silver hair, and the other is a guy with brown dread locks".

There was a pause, and then the sound of footsteps.

The next moment, a familiar face walked out of this apartment, unceremoniously shoving the young man who stood at the door aside.

Aria stared at the 2 familiar faces with wide eyes. "I'll be goddamned!" She exclaimed. "What are the both of you doing here?"

"Hey". Caleb waved at her, smiling.

"Hehe," Genevieve chuckled nervously as she looked at her. "It's Noah".

Aria snorted. "What has that bastard gotten himself into this time?"

…

A dozen minutes later…

When Genevieve was done explaining the situation to Aria, her reaction was completely different from Caleb's reaction.

"You're telling me that Noah got trapped in the game?" She asked for confirmation and when she got it, this girl burst out laughing extremely loudly.

She laughed till her ribs hurt. "Serves him right, that gaming freak!"

"Hahaha, this is karma for all those times he beat me in the PK arena". She laughed, now having an evil look on his face.

"Haha," Genevieve also faked a laugh as she looked at her. "So?"

Aria did not answer immediately, instead turning to look at her boyfriend who waved on noticing her gaze, making her smile in reply.

'Arya's actually smiling to a man?!' Genevieve was shocked, she stole a look at the man. 'I underestimated him'.

'This guy… is formidable!'

Arya was the nickname that they gave to Aria, and the inspiration from it came from the Game of Thrones character, Arya Stark.

Noah once joked that Aria is just as stubborn as Arya and that was where the nickname originated from.

Aria turned to look at them again, and then she shrugged. "I don't know about you guys but for me, it's not like before".

"I have a different life now," she hesitated. "I have a boyfriend now".

"I can't just leave him and go play video games like a rebelling teenager," she stole a glance at him again. "I do have some responsibilities now".

"Does that mean…?"

"Yeah," Aria nodded, looking at Genevieve. "I'm sorry but tell that punk ass that I'm not coming to save his sorry ass this time".

"You guys should do it without me".

Hearing that, Genevieve felt a bit sad but she quickly masked it by smiling. "I understand," she said. "If that's what you want, then it's fine".

Aria looked at her. "When you see him again, tell him that England is too small, tell him to go conquer the world!"

"I'll be cheering you guys on from here".

"Thanks Arya". Genevieve grinned.

But then she froze, having just realized something. "Umm…, Arya, it's really late already, can we just spend the night at your place?"

"Is that what's so hard for you to say?" Aria chuckled, standing up as she looked at her boyfriend. "Gabe, they want to spend the night here with us, that's fine, right?"

The young man chuckled nervously. "Haha. Of course, that's fine".

"See? You guys can stay".

But Genevieve stared at Aria with wide eyes. "His name is Gabe? Gabe as in Gabriel?"

"Yeah, what?"

Genevieve's eyes widened even more. 'Don't tell me she decided to start dating a Gabriel after losing to Gabriel in the Warstar RPG champions league final!'

'Damn! All my friends are crazy!'

"Let's go inside". Caleb suggested as he was scared of that look on Genevieve's face, scared that she would say something that would trigger the fiery woman beside her at any moment.

With that, they entered inside.

While Caleb conversed with Gabriel, Aria's boyfriend, the 2 girls quickly linked up, catching up on lost time.

"Tell me how miserable Noah looked in the game". Aria laughed evilly.

…

The next morning, Genevieve and Caleb finally got set to leave.

Before leaving though, remembering something, Genevieve asked. "Aria, do you by any means have any idea where Benji might be?"

"No," Aria shook her head. "Check his GPS".

Genevieve chuckled. "In this day and age, who leaves their GPS location on?"

Aria shrugged. "Just check".

Genevieve felt that it was a waste of time but just to give Aria some face, she picked her iPhone and checked and then, her eyes widened in shock.

Aria grinned on seeing the look on her face. "His GPS is on, right?"

Genevieve nodded stiffly. "It says he's in Birmingham," she was stunned. "Just like that, we found him".

But she felt grievant. "Who leaves his GPS location on in this time and age?"

"Benjamin". Aria laughed.

With that, the 2 girls hugged before bidding each other farewell as Caleb and Genevieve took the next flight to Birmingham City.

Of course, Genevieve was the one paying the bills.

…

Birmingham City, England…

Following the direction of the GPS location tracker, Genevieve and Caleb were surprised as they were led to walk into a casino.

As soon as they stepped foot inside the Casino, Genevieve's expression darkened as she already guessed where this was leading on to.

Since the GPS tracker could not be more precise than this, they had to look for him through the large casino. Walking from floor to floor, they looked round, searching for any familiar face and finally, they found him on the 2nd floor.

"Hey". Caleb tapped Genevieve.

Turning round, the first thing she noticed was the familiar long black hair that flowed freely down his shoulders.

Alongside other gamblers, at this moment, Benjamin was standing before a Slotomania machine having played the game already as the slots rolled rapidly.

He was sweating on his forehead, rubbing his sweaty palms anxiously, and then...

Ding!

As soon as he heard the sound, Benjamin's shoulders shook as he stared with wide eyes, and then he jumped for joy.

"Jackpot!" He roared.

Genevieve shook her head tiredly. 'All my friends are crazy!'