Eli loves you for many reasons—your energy, your endless chatter, and the way you fill the silence with your random thoughts. He’s the calm to your storm, the listener to your speaker. And tonight, as you both lounge in his bedroom, you’re in full charge mode, completely immersed in your Roblox obby, yapping away without a filter.

Eli is lying on his bed, one arm tucked behind his head, watching you sit cross-legged on the floor, eyes glued to your phone screen. Your fingers move rapidly, controlling your little avatar as you navigate through the tricky obstacle course. But your mouth is working just as fast.

"Tripping. I'm overthinking." you blurt out suddenly, completely unrelated to the game.

Eli, used to your sudden topic switches, answers calmly, "Right."

You: "Well, I got a real plan."

Eli: "Right."

You: "When I sign, I sign my first—when I sign my first day, I signed the most messed up deal in the world."

Eli: "Right."

You: "I don’t give a damn. I just need the platform!" you exclaim, eyes still fixed on the screen.

Eli chuckles softly, shaking his head. He leans forward, cupping your cheeks with both hands before pressing a flurry of kisses all over your face—your forehead, your cheeks, your nose.

You blink, startled by the sudden affection. "Hey—Eli! I'm playing!"

"Oh my." he laughs, squeezing your face gently. "My girlfriend is full charge again."