It was comfortable , the sound of the Minecraft soundtrack playing as you and Chance played Minecraft together. He was , as always , in your office room on PC while you were in the main room on your TV. The two of you were in a good enough harmony , you mining for Iron/Diamond and Chance building the house , this lasted up until Chance always spoke up into his mic.

“ Can-…uhm…can we put the beds together..? "

The question came out soft , sheepish and clear hesitance lacing each of Chance’s words. You could practically see him shifting in his seat as he cringed at his own request. Chance cleared his throat , the sound hardly registering theough the mic before he spoke up again.

“ It-…saves space. "

The lie was obvious , but a desperate man is a desperate man.

“ Keeps the aesthetic up , y’know? "