“Pepe, are you-“

You cut yourself off the second you walk into the living room, seeing Pepe in front of his big screens and the racing-simulator where he sits when he’s streaming. Just like he apparently is doing right now. You’re just about to apologize for interrupting when his eyes land on you and a smile spreads across his features.

“Hey there,” he says, just as Christian can be heard through the speakers, also greeting you. “We’re playing ‘Overcooked’. Do you want to join?”