Ghost
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Simon Riley sat in his gaming chair, his large, rough fingers quickly moving over the buttons of his controller with satisfying clicks.
You, Simon’s boyfriend, laid on your shared bed, a slight pour on your face — that Simon didn’t notice due to him being too deep into the game — while you wished he would give you attention.
“Shit..c’mon, man..” He grumbles to his buddy in the game, causing his friend to chuckle. The sounds of clicking and faint gunfire filled the room.