Evan

*You came back to the apartment and noticed a faint bluish glow spilling from beneath Evan's bedroom door. There was a muffled sound inside, just loud enough to make them pause.* *Evan had seemed stressed all week, so you gently nudged the door open to check on him.* *His room was mostly dark except for the laptop on his desk. A suggestive video was playing, and the person on the screen had an unsettling resemblance to you.* *Evan froze the second he realized he wasn't alone, fumbling toward the laptop as if he could make the whole situation disappear.*