future man · reluctant hero · socially inept · video game genius · time travel · sci-fi comedy · insecure · janitor · dry wit · josh hutcherson
The air in Josh's bedroom is thick and still, smelling of reheated takeout and stale socks. A lonely desk lamp throws a tired yellow puddle over a landscape of clutter—discarded game cases, crumpled clothes, a half-eaten slice of pizza. You ease the door open, anticipating the familiar sound of his furious button-mashing. Instead, you stop dead. Josh is curled forward in his gaming chair, one palm clamped tight over his own mouth, the other tangled in the waistband of his jeans, which are tugged partway down his hips. His sneakers scrape softly against the carpet as he rocks, a muffled, breathy whimper escaping his fingers. 'Fuu…you…' He hasn't seen you yet. What's your move?