The next day.
Nathalie Quinlan received another ssage from Jaycent Kingsley: "SN, do you have ti to co over to Inderia?"
Nathalie propped her hand, half-squinting at the phone at the vague ssage Jaycent sent, resting her chin on her hand and absentmindedly thinking about how to respond to him.
In the living room, Sadam Vinson called out, "Nathalie, co team up for a ga? We’re three missing one, just waiting for you."
Nathalie’s fair hand edited the text ssage and sent it back.
After replying to Jaycent’s ssage, she held her mug and leisurely walked to the living room.
The Rhine’s house was quite spacious, but no matter how big, it couldn’t squeeze in more people.
At this mont, Sadam Vinson and Govert Griffin occupied one corner of the black leather circular sofa, Candice Yancey and Brian Bonette took another, the four nearly taking up the entire sofa.
Nathalie ca over to find there was no room for her to sit, so she dragged a stool from the side and sat down, saying to Sadam Vinson, "Pull in."
She often tead up with Sadam Vinson and the others in gas, familiar with almost everyone in the team.
Sadam Vinson had broad social circles but never randomly added people.
When he invited Nathalie to play, it was usually with a fixed group of people.
Like Govert Griffin, Nadya Tucker, and so others from Amadeus Yancey’s small circle.
They were all acquaintances anyway, and never gossiped during gas, only played together.
Nathalie enjoyed the relaxation, occasionally joining them when she wanted to unwind.
Of course, she didn’t play much, only joining in every now and then when she was free, and if sothing ca up, she’d let them know and drop out.
Everyone had developed a basic sense of teamwork in the ga.
"I’ve added you, see if you got the invite," Sadam Vinson ca over early in the morning just to find Nathalie to play.
He even specifically dragged Govert Griffin along.
Govert Griffin was eager for more chances to interact with the pros and was more than happy to join and play.
Right now, he perceptively introduced the team mbers to Nathalie: "Ms. Quinlan, the flying fish is Nadya Tucker, the other two are Mr. Vinson and ."
Nathalie nodded, entered the ga, and raised a brow at Sadam Vinson: "Why’s soone missing?"
"Uh... I didn’t call anyone since you didn’t co for a while." Sadam Vinson propped his phone up: "Wait, I’ll post a ssage in the group."
Before he could add more, Nathalie seed to recall sothing and stopped him: "I know soone who plays this ga too; let bring him in."
"..." It was rare for Sadam Vinson to see her invite people, he paused and nodded, indicating he had no objection.
Govert Griffin and the rest were even less likely to have objections.
Nathalie scrolled through her gaming friends, which was linked to her WhatsApp.
She didn’t have many contacts on WhatsApp, less than ten gaming friends.
One of the avatars happened to be lit, showing online.
Nathalie sent him a team invitation.
Soon, her WhatsApp lit up first.
It was a new ssage.
[Evron Barness: ?]
[Evron Barness: Ms. Quinlan, I just received a team invite in the ga, was that you?]
Nathalie kept it brief, typing just a few words.
[QN: We have a five-mber team, just one spot left. You in?]
Her WhatsApp went silent.
But soon enough, the ga interface showed Evron Barness joining their team.
"Who’s this?" Sadam Vinson noticed the unfamiliar nickna and couldn’t help but ask.
Evron Barness hesitated for a mont on hearing his voice but quickly responded, "Mr. Vinson, it’s , Evron Barness."
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