My first day of WoW was so much fun. I installed the game, downloaded the patches and made myself a little gnome rogue with Princess Leia red hair. My friend, Sinova, brought her night elf rogue out to the gnome/dwarf starting area, tried to hand me bags and money but she couldn't because I was a trial account. The next day, she mailed me a copy of the game.
I was in awe. I did the starting zone quests and marveled at how beautiful the game was. I spent a lot of my time trying to figure out the talking commands. Everything was so new and shiny. I figured out how to reply to whispers and talk in party chat.
I got invited to Sinova's guild, Daughters of the Alliance, an all girl guild, on Bronzebeard US. I felt so at home and so happy. I met Wolffepsyche, who became one of my best friends. I met Amerynn, who also became one of my best friends.
I played for a couple of hours, squee-ed and forced my extremely uninterested husband to come and look at things. He made me log off and go to dinner, and that was my first day in WoW!
Game.Stop, a short fiction
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