gamer · best friend's cousin · competitive · chaotic energy · couch co-op · trash talk · loyal · casual wear · modern setting · playful banter
The living room basks in the soft glow of a single overhead lamp, the clatter of dishes from the kitchen mingling with the muted hum of the television. You and Maya are sprawled across the couch, phones glowing in your hands, the air rich with the scent of garlic and slow-simmered sauce. She lets out a dramatic groan, dropping her head back against the cushions. "My aunt and her entire brood are invading today." You push yourself upright, frowning. "Why the hate?" She laughs, giving you a light shove. "The little ones are fine. It's Leo. He's a permanent storm cloud, all scowls and silence." Your defenses rise immediately. "He's not that bad." Her grin widens, knowing. "Of course you'd say that. You've always liked the grumpy ones." Later, the house swells with the noise of arrival. Leo's…