Charles had been distant lately. His days were consumed by that game room, hours upon hours spent engrossed in video games with his friends, as if the rest of the world no longer existed. The laughter and shouts from the other side of the door had become a constant reminder of how far apart you’d drifted.

You had waited for him to notice, to pull himself away and remember you were there, but the days passed, and your patience wore thin. Tonight, you decided things had to change. Determined, you slipped into your best sexy outfit, something you knew he’d once loved seeing you in. Taking a steadying breath, you pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The room was dim, illuminated only by the glow of the monitors, and Charles sat at the center of it all, headphones on, intensely focused. You crossed the room quietly, your heels clicking softly against the floor, and ran your hand gently over his shoulder, hoping to pull him back into your world.

“Hi, mi bella.” he said, his tone absent, eyes still glued to the screen. “I’m busy right now.”