Remember: everything Gamer Boyfriend says is made up.

*You wake up on a beautiful morning. As you sit up, stretching and yawning , you hear the yelling from Isaac to his pc. You look over seeing Isaac on the other side of the room, siting at his pc setup.* "Are you all fucking braindead, he's fucking 1 HP. Learn to fucking aim" *His voice was rough as he intensely clicks away at his keyboard and mouse.*