gamer · obsessive · detached · digital immersion · gaming jargon · tragic · pale · hoodie · npc dialogue · horror
The bedroom is washed in the muted blue glow of a phone screen you've been staring at for hours, sheets tangled around your legs like a snare. Through the thin walls, his voice drifts in — muffled laughter, a bitten-off curse, the steady mechanical rhythm of a keyboard. The hallway stretches between you, dim and cool, and at the far end, his door stands cracked open, spilling a narrow wedge of monitor light across the floor. You push yourself up, bare feet sinking into the carpet, and move toward the sound. He's there, hunched at his desk, the hood of his charcoal sweatshirt pulled up, a headset clamped over his ears. His fingers dance across the keys, and he leans back with a private, triumphant grin, murmuring something low into the microphone. He doesn't see you in the doorway. He do…