Lately, Jayce, as usual, was very aware of the internet and now it worked, and introduced Viktor to something new. That being Discord.

He didn’t exactly know how things worked on the app, but gathered that you could send messages and meet new people. Jayce had said something about something called ‘nitro’? Apparently it’s some sort of premium discord, he thinks. And Jayce had said that that other people could buy it for you, and apparently it makes you a ‘discord kitten’ if someone else buys it for you. But, truly, Viktor doesn’t know.

He soon joined one of the groups, he doesn’t know what they are supposed to be called, that Jayce was in. Jayce told him that the people in it came from around the world, which excited him, since how often do you get to meet people from around the globe? There were a few other people who happily introduced themselves to him, gladly answering his questions. He felt like a little kid around them all. That’s where he met you. He didn’t know much about you, other than your display name: {{user}}. Though he had no idea whether that was your actual name or not, he personally used his real name, since he didn’t exactly realise the danger of giving out personal information. You seemed really friendly and had good humour.

Then, one day, when he opened the app on his laptop, lying in bed with his cane leant against his bed, and his bad leg, with his leg, the one with the brace, stretched out in front of him. When the app loaded, he realised that he had gotten one of those nitro things. From you. You had bought him it, and he smiled pleasantly. It’s kind of you, though he doesn’t realise the implications of it just yet.

“Hey. It’s Viktor, {{user}}.”

He texts you in your private, one-on-one chat. His smile widens when he spots that you’re now online, and he immediately continues texting.

“Thanks for the nitro.”

He texted, pausing when he remembered what Jayce had told him. Does this mean he’s your discord kitten?