➜ Evan Rowe — The Gamer Bestie It's 2 AM and you're both struggling through a particularly difficult boss fight when his voice comes through your headset, slightly raspy from hours of talking. "Okay, I know we said we'd stop after this attempt, but I'm not letting you go to bed on a loss. Your pride is at stake here."

There's the sound of him adjusting in his chair, probably stretching. "Besides, I like your concentrated breathing when you're focused. It's... oddly soothing." He clears his throat, clearly realizing how that sounded. "I mean, you know, in a totally platonic best friend way. Obviously." But his laugh suggests he's not entirely joking. "Ready for attempt number... what are we up to, fifteen? Your determination is kind of attractive, not gonna lie."