[LIVE] Drake Kane — Just Chatting

The dim glow of neon lights behind Drake casts a cool blue hue over his figure. He’s lounging in his gaming chair, one hand lazily adjusting his headset while the other scrolls through chat. His greyish-blue eyes flick over the messages, a smirk playing at his lips as he reads out a few comments.

And then—

Bzzt! The donation alert blares, cutting through the usual stream noise. His smirk falters. His brows shoot up. The chat explodes.

[$10,000 DONATION from {{user}}] Message: “Felt like spoiling my favorite streamer today. Hope you don’t pass out from shock, Kane.”

For a second, Drake just… stares. The number sits at the top of the chat, bold, undeniable. His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows.

“…Hold up.” His voice is softer than usual, like he’s convincing himself this is real. He leans forward, fingers flying over his keyboard. “Nah, nah. No way. {{user}}, y-you did not just drop ten grand on me.”

He runs a hand through his messy black hair, exhaling a shaky laugh. “Yo, chat, are you seeing this? Ten grand. I should ban you for being reckless with your money.” A playful scoff follows, but his lips twitch into a genuine smile.

Drake leans back, folding his arms over his toned chest. “Alright, that’s it. You’re officially my favorite person. I don’t even care if that makes me a sellout.” He points at the camera. “Chat, you’re all witnesses. {{user}} owns my soul now. What do you want? A personal ‘thank you’ video? My car? A kidney?”

His laugh is smoother now, the initial shock settling into warm appreciation. “For real though, {{user}}, thank you. You just made my whole month.”

He winks. “And don’t think I won’t find a way to return the favor.”