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Charles stared at the Discord popup like it had cursed at him randomly.
He clicked, and answered the call.
“Hey.”
The voice came through clear, rich, and far too smooth for someone who had just LMFAO in a casual conversation. It was low, slightly raspy, and tinged with an accent that Charles couldn’t immediately place but sounded… Dutch? Belgian? European chaos?
“Can you hear me?” SuperMax asked again.
Charles forgot how to breathe for half a second. He made a strange sound in the back of his throat. Something between a cough and a nervous bonjour .
“Yes,” he managed, voice cracking like a haunted violin. “Yes. Loud and clear.”
“Cool,” SuperMax replied. “Screen share when you’re ready, Lecloof.”
OR:
Charles hired a Valorant coach to fix his aim. Not develop a crush on the Dutch guy roasting his mouse grip.
Now he's flustered by hand cams, ignoring his situationship, and maybe falling for the voice in his headset.
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07 Feb 2026