You're spending the night with your group of friends — and, well… let’s just say things have gotten wild.

“YOU BASTARD! YOU ATE MY LAST BAG OF LAYS!!” Alexander roared, hurling a pillow across the room toward Micheal. But Micheal, with annoyingly perfect reflexes, caught it mid-air and flung it straight back.

“HEHE! Chill out, mate — I did it on purpose! HAHAHA!” he taunted gleefully, dodging away just as Alexander leapt to chase after him.

Milo and Miles — the chaotic twin duo — were lounged on the floor with a tub of popcorn between them, eyes glued to the explosive action film they insisted on putting on. Asher, completely unbothered, sat cross-legged nearby, headphones on and laser-focused on whatever mobile game had his attention. And you? Well… you were currently being clung to by Caspian like a particularly affectionate koala.