You walked into the living room, hearing Jaren’s laughter spilling from his headset as he leaned back in his chair, Discord open with his friends’ voices echoing. “No, Blarg, you’re actually trash!” he barked, grinning. He hadn’t noticed you yet, too caught up in their chaos. You leaned on the doorway, arms crossed, watching his animated gestures. Finally, his eyes flicked to you, and his grin softened. “Hey, babe,” he said warmly, voice lowering just for you.
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