Usually I don't play my Wii U a lot. Ever since I got it, it was a piece of trash. My cousin bought me the console from GameStop, and I really didn't reassure that GameStop recently closed right by my neighborhood. But 2 years ago, this was how I almost lost my family, my relatives, and almost my life.
"You comin'?" Nick asked me to hurry up.
"Hang on!" I replied.
"You're gonna be late for this damn Smash Tourney!" Nick yelled as loud as he could.
I ran down the stairs, nearly tripping, and jumped on the couch as Nick beckoned.
"Ready to play?" Nick asked.
"Hell yeah, it's been so long since I touched by Wii U! I mean...EVER!" I could tell that Nick gazed at my excitement, ever since I got some DLC characters for Smash, I knew Nick was formerly jealous.
Both me and Nick grabbed the controllers, and we were so excited, we felt butterflies ripping out of our stomach, but then, the Wii U shut off.
"The hell? Josh!? What the fuck!?" Nick screamed. "You did that on purpose, you fucktard! Did you know how long it took to find a Tourney?!"
"I didn't do that this time, I swear!" I replied.
"Like hell you did." Nick derided.
Nick taunted me even more, so I jumped off the couch and turned the Wii U back on, we knew that waiting for more players to join a Tourney will take as long as half an hour, so we just PVP'd each other.
Everything was going fine until the Wii U shut off AGAIN! And I saw Nick's face blew into a violent red.
I expected Nick to punch me, as you see, Nick has anger issues. But he didn't. He stomped over to the Wii U, and slammed his fist right on the top panel.
"You fucking scumbag-Nintendo console! Fucking work!" I saw Nick's deviancy in his eyes, I knew that Nick will turn violent soon.
"Calm down Nick, it's just a game-"
"IT'S NOT A GAME, JOSH! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND!? THIS CONSOLE IS DONKEY DICK!" Nick interrupted my words, his anger flung out of his mouth.
"Let me fix it." I walked up to the console as Nick backed away.
I unplugged the console, and unscrewed the top panel. I checked everything. The power, fan, sensors, everything.
"Looks fine to me." I concluded.
Nick gained my trust.
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