MidReal Story
Game Over: A Tale of Lost Opportunities
Scenario: Cidio and Cisco lost for the sake of playing games on net
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I was sitting in the living room of my apartment, waiting for my best friend to show up.
We had a meeting with our boss in less than an hour, and he was nowhere to be found.
I tried calling him, but he didn’t pick up.
I sent him a message, but he didn’t reply.
I even went to his house, but he wasn’t there.
He had been missing for the past two days, and I was starting to get worried.
What if something happened to him?
What if he got into an accident?
What if he was lying dead in a ditch somewhere?
Okay, maybe that was a bit too much, but you get the point.
I was about to call the police when I heard a knock on the door.
I jumped up from the couch and ran to open it.
My best friend was standing on the other side, holding a bag of chips and two bottles of soda in his hands.
I had been trying to call him for the past two days, but he never picked up.
He disappeared out of nowhere, and I was starting to get worried.
We’ve been friends for as long as I can remember.
We’ve known each other since we were kids and grew up in the same neighborhood.
We went to the same school and took the same major in college.
We even work for the same company.
We’ve been through a lot of things together, and I don’t know what to do without him by my side.
We’re like brothers, and I can’t help but worry about him when he suddenly disappears like this.
I’m sorry.” He gave me a sheepish smile, which made me want to punch his face.
“Where have you been?”
I tried calling you, but you never picked up.”
“I’m sorry,” he said again.
“I turned off my phone because it was annoying.”
I glared at him.
“How could you do this to me?
You know we have a meeting with our boss in less than an hour, right?”
He chuckled and walked past me.
“Don’t worry about it.
It will be fine.”
How could you be so calm?
Our livelihoods are on the line, dammit!”
I followed him into the apartment, ranting about how irresponsible he was.
He just shrugged his shoulders and said it would be fine.
Yeah, right, it would be fine.
I was about to lose my job, and he said it would be fine?
If only I had been more assertive with him yesterday when I tried to talk to him about this.
If only I had told him that this was serious and that I was worried about our future.
But no, I couldn’t do it because I was afraid of his reaction.
He was always like this—carefree and irresponsible.
While I was competitive and hated losing.
It was always a struggle between us, but we managed to get along well over the years.
He plopped down on the couch and grabbed the remote from the coffee table.
“Turn on your phone while you’re at it.”
I glared at him before doing what he said.
My phone turned on, and the first thing that caught my attention was the time display on the screen.
We had less than thirty minutes before the meeting, and we were still at home playing video games like it was no big deal?
I was about to throw the controller at him when the doorbell rang again, making me pause in my tracks.
I walked over to the door and opened it, only to see Elena standing on the other side with a worried expression on her face.
She was our neighbor who lived across the hall from us, and she came over to check up on me after hearing all the noises earlier.
“Are you okay?”
She asked once she saw my face.
“I heard loud music coming from your apartment, so I came over to check up on you.”
Maybe he’s just lost in his own little world, thinking about something and didn’t realize the time.” Elena gave me a reassuring smile.
Elena was our mutual friend, although she was closer to him than she was with me.
We met in college while taking the same major, but we ended up working for different departments within the same company after graduation.
She had curly red hair that reached her shoulder and had an athletic build since she liked playing all sorts of sports in her spare time.
She was always cheerful, witty, and ready to lend a helping hand when we needed it the most, which was one of the reasons why we got along so well despite being very different from each other in terms of personality.
“Maybe,” I replied in a low voice while looking down at the floor.
It was possible that he just lost track of time because he was thinking about something, maybe something that bothered him so much that he decided to turn off his phone so he wouldn’t be disturbed by the world around him.
“I’m sure he didn’t mean to ignore you like that,” Elena said, noticing the change in my expression.
“He’s your best friend, right?
I’m sure he has his reasons, and you should trust him.”
I forced a smile.
“Yeah, I’m sure there’s nothing wrong.
He’s probably fine.”
Elena patted me on the shoulder.
“I’m sure he is.
Now, turn that music off, will you?
It’s distracting me from my work.”
I nodded and shut the door, leaving her alone in the hallway while I went back to the living room.
I glanced at my best friend who was busy munching on his chips without a care in the world.
I sighed inwardly, feeling a little better now that I had Elena’s reassurance that he would be fine.
Maybe I was just overreacting, as always, because I was easily distracted by things that didn’t matter.
I shouldn’t be worrying too much about him because he’s an adult who could take care of himself.
I should trust him more and let him deal with whatever it was that was bothering him instead of trying to pry into his personal space.
And so, we continued playing the game until the time for the meeting passed without us realizing it.
It was only when my phone rang with a call from our boss that we knew we were screwed.
I stared at the screen in disbelief as the phone continued ringing, feeling my heart racing inside my chest.
He was probably calling to ask where we were because we missed the meeting with him, which meant we would be in big trouble if we didn’t show up soon.
I tried calling him back, but the call went straight to his voicemail.
I sent a message to ask what happened, but he didn’t reply either.
The minutes turned into hours, but we heard nothing from him.
My worry for him turned into fear as time passed by, knowing that something must have happened because he wouldn’t leave us waiting for this long without a good reason.
But I was angry because he was irresponsible enough not to tell me anything so that I’d have to worry all day about his well-being while he was out there doing God-knows-what with God-knows-whom.
He was supposed to be with me at all times so that I could keep an eye on him, making sure that he didn’t get himself into trouble because he was too reckless for his own good.
But now that he was missing, I didn’t know what was happening with him or where he was at this point in time.
My mind was full of things that could go wrong because he was out of my sight, which made me feel like I was going crazy from all the worrying that had been building up inside me these past few hours.
And so when the doorbell rang with a loud ding-dong sound that snapped me out of my thoughts, I immediately jumped up from my couch without thinking twice, rushing over to open the door in an instant.
And I was overwhelmed with a mix of relief and anger when I saw his face through the peephole as if nothing had happened at all.
“Hey man,” Cisco greeted with a smile on his face when I opened the door.
“Long time no see!”
“Where the fuck were you?Do you know how worried I was?”
“I was just out for a few hours.
Why, what’s wrong?”
“What do you mean out for a few hours?
You’ve been missing for two days!
I’ve been calling and texting you nonstop, but you didn’t reply to anything.
And you missed the meeting with our boss, in case you forgot.
Do you have any idea how fucked we are right now?
We might lose our jobs because of your irresponsibility!
Don’t you know how much trouble you’ve caused me?”
Cisco stared at me in bewilderment as if he couldn’t understand why I was being so angry.
He scratched his head awkwardly and said, “I lost track of time, okay?
I was just out for a while, but I guess things got a little out of hand.
I’m sorry I worried you, but I’m fine, see?”
He held up a bag of chips and two bottles of soda that he was carrying as if he had only been gone for a few minutes instead of two days.
I was furious at his attitude, and I clenched my fists so hard that they turned white.
I wanted to punch him in the face right then and there to teach him a lesson about responsibility, but I knew that wouldn’t solve anything, so I tried to calm myself down instead.
“What do you mean lost track of time?
We were supposed to meet our boss at 2 PM, but you didn’t show up!
I’ve been waiting for you all this time, but you never came back!
You missed the meeting, and now he’s not replying to any of my messages or calls.
He’s probably mad at us, and he might not need us anymore after this.
Do you even understand what that means?
We could lose our jobs because of your stupidity!”
Cisco stared at me in silence, looking like he finally understood why I was so angry.
He sat on the couch with an awkward look on his face and said, “I’m sorry.
I didn’t mean to oversleep like that.
I guess I forgot about the meeting because I was too tired after we stayed up all night playing the game.
I should’ve set an alarm or something, but I wasn’t thinking.