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I started reporting those comments and posts. As I did so, I actually saw some familiar usernames replying to the haters and defending Emma. I even saw Ryan make a whole thread about how hate towards women gamers is hurting the gaming community. He tagged Emma in the last tweet of the thread:

Don’t let the haters get you down, don’t let the comments get to you. Play what you like to play, and don’t let people’s opinions change that. @OracleMyth I’m so glad MnstrX convinced you to go back to playing Support, you play super well. I can’t wait to welcome you into the Challenger Support Group. There are like ten of us.

I chuckled at that last part. He was right, there were very few high-level Support-only players. Not as few as he made it out to be, but still.

I really hoped Emma saw that tweet. Ryan was someone she looked up to so maybe having his support would outweigh the harassment.

The weekend flew by and it was Monday before I knew it. I was looking forward to seeing Emma again. I was anxious, too. I couldn’t help but wonder if the comments had gotten to her.

As the evening approached, I texted her.

See you tonight at 6:30?

She replied almost instantly.

Emma

Yup.

It was both weird and exciting to have someone else around on stream. It’s one thing talking to a camera for four hours straight, and it’s completely different when you have someone there with you to bounce off of each other. And Emma was actually kinda funny and had a foul mouth when she got angry in-game.

When Emma arrived in the evening, she looked a bit more relaxed than the last time I saw her. Maybe she got some good sleep over the weekend. She had also changed out of her work clothes and was wearing a gray hoodie that looked two sizes too big for her with some biker shorts peeking from underneath it.

“Is this how you usually dress?” I asked, nodding toward her outfit.

“In this weather? Yes,” she said as she made her way to the sofa and flopped down on it. There was something endearing about it and I was happy she was feeling at home in my apartment already.

“How was your weekend?” I asked, trying to make polite conversation.

“Uneventful. But you’ll see a little later. I’m saving the surprise for the stream.” She winked at me.

I didn’t know what to make of it but soon enough we settled at my desk and were ready to start the stream.

I let her push the ‘go live’ button today, and as the viewers poured in I started telling Emma about the upcoming pro season and how my friends were all in various boot camps and how nearly all pro players were off the grid.

“By the way, surprise,” she said as she logged into her NLA account.

When the game screen loaded, I immediately saw what the surprise was. “You hit Grandmaster over the weekend?!” I gasped and looked at Emma. My eyes felt like they were going to bulge out of my sockets.

“What? Like it’s hard?” She chuckled, then laughed even harder when she saw my expression.

She opened up her game history and showed the twenty game win streak she had gone on over the weekend.

The chat was going absolutely nuts over this.

GamerKing

GM gameplay coming up!

NLA_Fan

Let’s go!

ProGamerFan

Climbing the ladder! Stonks

Bshejf

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