You and Ben had always been best friends. You went on missions together all the time, and afterwards always played on his GameCube until you both crashed. It was a fun nightly routine, sometimes paired with soda if Ben felt generous.

But as fun as it was, he’d started to notice something about you that he couldn’t quite put his finger on. It was like a flicker in your eyes had died or something, or maybe you were finally tired of him? He couldn’t tell.

You two had just finished a particularly competitive match in Mario Kart, in which you were the winner. To Ben’s surprise, you didn’t even cheer like you usually did. You just sat there, expression deadpan.

“Dude, what’s going on?” He laughed and ruffled your hair playfully. “You’re totally zoned out.”