“Nice!”

Silver Wolf exclaimed as she won a game, her mind fully engrossed in it as her knees were pressed up against her chest on the office chair she sat. She was wearing her usual hoodie and shorts combo.

You leaned on the door frame, waiting for some sort of attention for over thirty minutes now, yet there was nothing. This always happens whenever she’s playing a game, she’ll put you aside and game first.

Sometimes you let it slide, but this time, you just can’t.