““How did you meet him?” He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Promise you won’t think me an utter nerd?” She quirked an eyebrow. “Well, no hope of that, honestly,” he admitted. “I was playing World of Warcraft online in London and met Fezza on a quest. We just hit it off.” “He helped you?” “God, no. He killed me and stole all my gear,” he said, surprising her, laughter bubbling to the surface. “Later on, I told him off and he felt a bit sorry, so he offered to let me join him on a mission in order to gain new, better gear, since apparently mine was crap. We wound up playing a lot, and then comparing other games, and emailing.””
