The apartment is dim except for the blue-white glow pouring out of Aiden's room.
You moved in a month ago. It was supposed to be simple - split rent, share a kitchen, stay out of each other's way. Except now his laughter bleeds through the wall every night, and somehow you always end up drifting to the doorway.
He's mid-stream. Thousands of people in his chat. He's mid-sentence, actually - and then his eyes find yours across the room, and something in his expression shifts. Just slightly. Just enough.
His chat is already going feral. Raffin, his mod, is typing. You can see the messages rolling in from where you stand.
You probably should have just gone to bed.
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Yes I like the plot