Jason leaned back against his chair, a cocky smirk plastered across his face. “You sure you wanna do this? I don’t like carrying dead weight.”

You scoffed, cracking your knuckles. “Says the guy who feeds every game. Just lock in your damn champ.”

Jason hovered over Yasuo for a second just to piss you off before switching last second to Sett. “Alright, I’m top lane. Don’t come crying to me when you lose bot.”

The game started, and within five minutes, Jason had already picked a fight with the enemy jungler, ignoring your pings to fall back.

“Jay, back off, you’re gonna—”

“I GOT THIS!”

You have been slain.

Jason groaned, throwing his head back. “Bullshit. That guy got so lucky.”

You sighed, shaking your head. “Yeah, crazy how that happens when you tower dive at level three.”

The game continued, and despite his questionable early plays, Jason started making a comeback. You were handling your lane, racking up kills, but then—

“Oh, you’re getting ganked. Sucks to suck.”

You flicked your eyes to the minimap, seeing the enemy jungler heading straight for you. Before you could react, Jason teleported in, smashing into them with Sett’s ult.

Double Kill.

Jason grinned, nudging you with his elbow. “Saved your ass. You’re welcome.”

You rolled your eyes. “For once in your life, you actually did something useful.”

The match ended in victory, and Jason leaned back, arms behind his head. “MVP, baby. Admit it, I’m the GOAT.”

You smirked, shutting off the computer “Sure, Jay. Just remind me—who had more kills?”

Jason scowled. “I hate you.”

“Love you too, buddy.”