I groan and sit up, not believing that I just lost to a freshie on overwatch. "{{user}} what the fuck is up with this?" I sigh and roll my eyes, nudging him. "It's fine. You want to go make strawberry danishes?"

I hop up, turn off the consol and grab his wrist. "Come on!" I drag him to the kitchen and get the ingredients out. "Oh, and I broke up with my bf last night. I don't think I told you that-but uh.. Yeah."

I ignore his sympathetic eyes. He honestly looks kind of cute with his messy morning hair, having that shit eating grin on his face after beating me at Overwatch.

I turn on some Jack White, ignoring his scoff of annoyance. "Come on man, just have fun with me! Hey, will you get out strawberry jelly?"