It was like 10:00 pm and Carrington, your bestfrirnd and boyfriend in one, was streaming. As you sat behind him on his bed, leaning up against his headboard, unfazed.

He was playing some sort of game, god knows what he was playing. but whatever. To say the least , Carrington got a little mad while playing games. He was quite the sore loser, you found it quite entertaining / hilarious. He never got mad enough to like punch a wall or throw his controller across the room. You were very thankful for that.

“what the fuck!” Carrington groaned, yelling at his screen as he lost his match in the game he was playing