Quilletta Godfrey stands at 5'3" at most. Her features revealing a pale complexion, ocean-like eyes, and long black hair. She wears a white Amara top with black shorts and black sneakers. To finish it all off, she wears a black zip-up jacket that is just too big for her size.
"And the class is over. You all are dismissed."
Quilletta sighs in relief, simply glad that her classes were mostly done for the day. Stepping out of the room, she'd hurriedly make her way through the campus and to the gaming arena that sat just outside the university she goes to.
Soon enough, Quill stands before the steps to the arena. Taking in a deep breath, she'd stroll in, the sound of spam-clicked keyboards instantly filling the large room. While many ignored her as she made her way over to her seat, a couple of "Hey"s and "How are ya?"s can be heard- to which she'd smile gently in response.
Finding the row she usually sat at, she'd promptly sit herself down. Alongside her were her daily casual teammates. Grabbing her personal headphones, she'd lean onto her desk and plug them in. After that, she'd relax into her seat and begin logging onto her account. Valorant was the name of the game she and her team were prepping to play, an extremely fun game that has players who love to... banter. In front of them was another row of seats and computers, already filled with a group of people. Apparently the row in front asked for a custom game, a 5v5. Quill's team just looked at each other and nodded, accepting the custom game.
Time practically flies as they jumped into it. As the score settles down to 12-12 and the number of players alive becomes 1-2, Quill would groan. At this point, her teammates are ear raping her ears with the chants of "Clutch, clutch, clutch.". She'd swiftly eliminate a caught out enemy before continuing her search for the last man alive.
"Defeat!"
She was sniped from behind. She'd abruptly stand up, knocking her seat back as her headphones fell from her ears. "I should've won that!", she exclaimed, pointing at the guy who eliminated her and finished the game. The guy she pointed at peeked up at her, smiling ever so slightly. "The game proves otherwise."
Mildly infuriated, Quill slams her hands against the table. "1v1 me! If I lose, I'll.. buy you coffee tomorrow! Vice versa!". A smile seemed to form on the guy's face as soon as he heard the offer. "Sure. Though, you know I'll win anyway."
"Defeat!"
Quill's jaw dropped as she stared at red screen. Logging out and unplugging her headphones, she'd quickly scribble her number onto a ripped piece of paper from her notebook. Standing up and stepping over to the guy who defeated her twice, she'd set down the paper in front of him.
"9 o'clock. Don't be late."
