Not counting, of course, the occasional piss break and fridge run. This after he’d sat outside of a Game Hut, in the pouring Seattle rain, for three days, waiting for the store to do their midnight opening and hand over the copy he’d reserved six months before. So he was almost ten days into his addiction. He smelled funky and he hadn’t seen another human in almost a week. But it was worth it. Bonewrecker 2 was the most awesome game ever made. Ever. Closely followed by Bonewrecker: Origins, of course. But now, he was watching the credits roll, naming off all the coders and voice actors who had filled his past week with such joy. And once that was done, he planned to log onto his online account and make the transition to the online version of the game. “At least it’s socializing,” he muttered to himself as he put one controller back into the recharging station and removed the other. He got up and stretched his back as the final Thanks for Playing screen flickered across his plasma TV.
