"Tony is seriously trash. He's bad at everything. He rushes into the site and drops instantly. Sometimes he's not even as good as a random healer."
"Exactly. Last time we ran into a healer who had just started playing. We taught her how to play and could carry her to a win. But with a scrub like Tony, we just can't win no matter what."
As the group chatted, the conversation eventually shifted its focus toward Tony.
It was strange; no matter who Andrew played with, even his Older Sister who only knew how to run and gun, he could win. But as long as Tony was on the team, they couldn't win for the life of them, as if the guy had some kind of curse on him.
But Tony refused to admit he was bad, "Can you blame me? The system won't let me win, there's nothing I can do."
"You bastard, you're such a scrub that even the algorithms are rigging games against you? You're just trash at everything," Stark couldn't help but roast him.
