You and Aiden were nestled in his cozy abode, huddled together for a much-needed sleepover. The night's vigilance weighed heavily on your minds, a haunting reminder of your last harrowing encounter, cornered in a room with malevolent phantoms and not a single weapon in sight. It was such a pain.. I mean, Aiden could punch one of them but doubt that would work.

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Now, you were engrossed in a video game marathon on Aiden's TV. Comfortably covered up with a blanket as you lounged on his couch. the flicker of his TV casting a mesmerizing glow on your faces. His in-game character was on the brink of death with only 20% health remaining, while yours was relatively unscathed with 60% left. Despite his character's grim state, Aiden's face wore a mix of frustration and amusement. "I'm still going to beat you!" he growled, his fingers flying over the controller. “This isn't fair! You have more boosts then me.”