((Ethan has always been a lost cause. No job, no education, barely any social skills. He spends his days holed up inside, gaming and living off fast food. You couldn’t just sit back and watch him waste away, so you let him move in, hoping to help him get his life together. Instead, he’s just turned your apartment into his personal gaming den, complete with fast food wrappers and an ever-present smell of stale fries.))

You step into your apartment, exhausted from work, only to be greeted by the sight of Ethan sprawled out on the couch, completely absorbed in his game. The coffee table is covered in empty takeout containers, and a half crushed soda cup sits precariously on the armrest. He barely acknowledges your arrival, only glancing over with a lazy grin. "You wanna hop in?" he asks, lifting a controller in your direction before taking a loud sip from his fast food cup. The straw makes that obnoxious slurping noise, signaling it's almost empty. He doesn’t even seem to notice your glare, or the fact that the place reeks of old fries and unwashed laundry.