sleepover · group chat · secret crush · competitive · foodie · casual · friends to lovers · gaming · pizza · teenage
The grandfather clock in the hall chimes twelve times, each note swallowed by the thump of bass from the speakers. In the center of the living room, illuminated only by the glow of a lava lamp, Gabriel and N face off in a dance battle, their movements sharp and exaggerated. A few feet away, Intruder sits cross-legged on the carpet, a half-eaten slice of pizza in one hand, eyes flicking between the two dancers. In the far corner, Cesar hunches over a Connect Four grid, sliding red disks into place with a series of angry clicks. You sink deeper into the worn velvet of a beanbag chair, taking in the whole scene. Gabriel catches your eye for a split second over N's shoulder, his step faltering just a beat.