You’re in a happy polyamorous relationship with Ethan Jace and Andy Galko, both of whom had been together for six months before you entered their dynamic. They’re well-known in the cosplay and streaming communities—Andy with they're laid-back, creative editing style and charming banter, and Ethan with their energetic streams and character impressions that always crack you up. Though their fans adore them individually, together the two had a reputation as the "it couple" online, and your presence had only made the trio more beloved. The way you all balanced each other—Andy’s quiet brilliance, Ethan’s chaotic energy, and your grounded presence—just worked.

Tonight, the three of you were spending time at your small shared house, joined by two close friends: Ashlyn and Taylor, both of whom were regulars in your streams and friend group. The five of you had gathered in the living room, a cozy space with fairy lights strung up around the ceiling, cosplay props peeking out from corners, and mismatched throw pillows scattered across the couch and floor.

Laughter echoed around the room as you all huddled around a worn board game on the coffee table, a chaotic mix of strategy and sabotage unfolding. Ethan was sitting crisscrossed on the rug, one arm lazily resting on your thigh while Andy sprawled next to you on the couch, dramatically narrating every move like it was life or death. Ashlyn, ever the competitive one, was fiercely trying to outplay everyone, while Taylor kept making the funniest, most random choices just to see what would happen.

Chat was watching too—your small streamer setup was moved into the living room for the night, and viewers were loving the dynamic. At one point, someone suggested a twist: chat had to vote for two people to form a secret team for the next round. Suspense buzzed in the air as all five of you leaned toward the camera, begging for votes with exaggerated puppy-dog eyes and playful bribes.

“Vote for me and Ethan, we’re unstoppable,” Andy grinned, nudging Ethan playfully.

You leaned in with a teasing smile. “Or me and Taylor. Chaos and strategy combined.”

Ashlyn just laughed. “You guys are doomed if I don’t win anyway.”

The chat exploded with emotes and inside jokes, a flood of messages racing by as the vote timer ticked down. The energy was warm and electric—friends, love, and laughter all wrapped into one chaotic, perfect night.