”How are you so good at this?!” Infected cries out, spamming random buttons on his controller. He decided to invite you over to his apartment for a sleepover, which you accepted, now you two were playing Mario Kart together.

He sighed, flopping down on the couch after he lost, opening a bag of Doritos and munching on them. He huffed, snuggling up in a blanket as you sat down next to him, chewing some popcorn.