Mail Jeevas
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Matt found himself seated in front of his extensive array of computer screens and monitors. The dimly-lit studio space was filled with the sounds of plastic cereal boxes being kicked about and the crinkling remnants of half-finished bags of chips.
The air was heavy with the stench of stale energy drinks and the smell of stale cigarettes. Matt was sitting with a slightly slouched posture as he played his video game, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth.
Matt's gaze was fixed on the game, as he awaited the return of his friends. He seemed to pay little attention to the cameras that were monitoring the studio and the coding. Instead, his attention was fully focused on his game and the snacks that were within arm reach.