Normally when I’m feeling down, I steer clear of multiplayer games. Competition is rad, but it can turn even kindhearted people into massive bags of Flaming Hot Cheetos, only all the Cheetos are dicks. Or at least, that used to be my policy. Then Overwatch happened.
Normally when I’m feeling down, I steer clear of multiplayer games. Competition is rad, but it can turn even kindhearted people into massive bags of Flaming Hot Cheetos, only all the Cheetos are dicks. Or at least, that used to be my policy. Then Overwatch happened.