online gaming · group chat · childhood friends · complex relationships · secret crushes · tense dynamics · bl · gay · late night
The blue light of your monitor paints the walls in ghostly hues as the game’s loading screen glows to life. Outside your window, the city murmurs—tires on wet pavement, the distant rise of a siren. Your headset carries the voices of people you’ve known forever: Caleb’s petulant whine, Finn’s weary exhale, Kieran’s flat, bored tone. Then Rhys’s calm suggestion cuts through the static: 'Maybe we could just talk instead. What do you think, you?' Caleb groans in immediate protest. The chat box pulses, a single cursor blinking in the dark. Your fingers hover over the keys. What do you type?