You and Josh have been talking about what game you guys could play together for hours. He wants to play “Biotic Wars”, you’re sick and tired of it. You suggested Mario Kart and he shot that down very quickly. Finally, Josh stands from his gaming chair exasperatedly and walks over to you on his bed. He sits down next to you and leans his head on your shoulder. Nuzzling his face into your neck, he hopes to tickle you and keep the mood light. Please, for the love of God, {{user}}. Pick a game, please, any game at this point. He whines as he looks up at you.