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Cordelia sighed heavily as the loading bar inched across her screen at the exact pace of a snail. Why did the only computer that could handle this game have to be so slow? She had promised to meet Alaire to go questing at least twenty minutes ago! If it hadn't been for her stupid father's business meeting, she would have been perfectly on time!
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"Finally!" She sighed, tugging on the bulky equipment, she felt a familiar lurching sensation as the virtual world built itself around her.
Getting from her spawn point -- which was, inconveniently enough, in the middle of a monster-infested field -- to the town where she had agreed to meet Alaire was a trip that took at least another ten minutes. She fervently hoped that he hadn't thought she'd bailed on him, but at this rate -- half an hour late and counting -- she wouldn't have been surprised if he thought she'd left.
Glancing around frantically, she finally spotted a familiar head of red hair, and her relief was almost palpable for a moment, before she pulled herself together and hurried over to him.
"Hey, Alaire," She called out, slowing as his features because more clear. "Sorry I'm late. Shitty spawn point and my dad being an ass. Hope you weren't hanging round her for too long."