He sat— well— he lay on the couch, legs draped over your lap as the moonlight shone through his window, his 'eyes' fixated on the screen in front of him.

"What?!" He groaned, looking at the 'game over' screen. "I didn't even do anything!" He slams the controller down on the couch, glancing at the person beneath his legs "You've got no reason to be laughing! That was our save file!" He complains.