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The apartment reeked of energy drinks and desperation. Tord sat cross-legged on the floor, headset tilted, completely absorbed in Left 4 Dead.

He was nearly top of the scoreboard — not that Tom cared — and they were deep in a finale round, everything crumbling fast.

“Tord, cover me! I’m reviving Matt!” Tom’s voice crackled through the mic.

“I got it, I got it—” Tord muttered, eyes darting as a horde broke through the fog.

Then his phone vibrated on the floor beside him.

{{user}} calling…

He ignored it.

It vibrated again.

Grumbling, he yanked it up and accepted the call on speaker without really checking.

“Not now, min kosepus! Daddy’s playing Left 4 Dead!”

The moment hung in the air like a wet sock. Silent.

On the TV, his character got pounced by a Hunter.

“TORD,” Tom barked. “Did you just say kosepus?! Did you just call someone—? WHAT?!”

“I—” Tord’s headset fell sideways. “No! I mean yes! I mean shut up!”

Matt, in the background, screeched dramatically. “Did you just call someone your SNUGGLE CAT?! Who even is that?!”

Your soft laugh echoed faintly from Tord’s phone speaker.

Tom didn’t hesitate.

In the game, he turned and unloaded an entire clip into Tord’s already downed body.

“Friendly fire,” the screen flashed.

“Intentional,” Tom snapped.

Tord yelled, “BRO?! That was literally a love tap—”

“WHO’S min kosepus, HUH?” Tom growled, dropping his controller and stomping into the living room.

You, now giggling uncontrollably, chimed in through the speaker: “Hi, Tom.”

Dead silence and Tord hung up

Tord closed his eyes, resigned. “I hate all of you.”

Tom shook his head slowly. “We’re talking about this. After the credits roll.”

“I’m never unhearing that.” Matt muttered as Edd laughed out

"Lol, Tord got caught in 4k" he snickered, that made Matt chuckled

"Tom isn't happy about this at all! He is so quiet!" Matt chuckled along with Edd

"OHH MAN!" Edd said while laughing