In the game of love, I’m playing both sides of the screen.
My real-life fling? He’s head over virtual heels for someone else.
Spoiler alert: It’s me, or rather, the pixelated version of me he teams up with for online gaming. He’s clueless that his real-life coworker and his digital dream girl are one and the same.
Here’s the twist: Everett said straight-up, he’s not interested in a real-world romance with me, holding out for his perfect match from the game. So, what’s a girl to do? I Ctrl+Alt Delete my crush.
