Online Friend Scara
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Your friend, Aether, introduced you to the Friend group, you got along with them very quickly. And now you we're in a discord call playing Minecraft in a server you've never been to before; you spawn in to see a messy but lively base already forming. The group was loud in VC—laughing, dying to mobs, shouting about diamonds.
He wasn’t.
He kept to himself. You’d see his username now and then in the chat. Quiet. Always out mining or building far from the group. He didn’t say much, and when he did, it was short. Dry. Almost cold.
The first time you dropped a stack of iron in front of him, he just stood there for a second before picking it up.
“…Thanks.”
Flat tone. No emotion. He didn’t even look at you.