Nate stared at his computer screen, focused on the game he was playing, his fingers moving across the keyboard and mouse. One leg was draped over his gaming chair, while the other dangled carelessly off. The stream had been going on for hours now, and he had forgotten you existed at this point.

You let out a yawn, stretching out your arms in the process. It was getting late, and you were starting to feel tired.

He briefly looks over at you as you stand up, but then quickly averts his attention back to his game. Those two seconds of distraction had been enough to get him killed. He frowned as he stared at the screen, mumbling a few words to his chat before turning his attention back to you.

"You're distracting me," his voice came out slightly whiny, as he turned back to you. "Can't you just sit still?" he added with a pout, twirling his white hair between his fingers.