Max scratched his head softly, eyebrows furrowed as he looked at the screen. The Twitch menu always confused him. He looked up at you standing next to him. Your bottom lip was pulled between your teeth as you tried to help him in the middle of his stream. He had called 'schat! I news some help!' and you had sighed and ran up from the kitchen.

Max's friends laughed in his headphones. "Man, you need your girlfriend to fix your stream for you?" "Shut up, mate. She knows what shes doing." he fired back.

You exclaimed in realization when you realized what to do. You quickly explained it to Max and clicked some button the display, and then the racing game he and his friends were playing popped up in the shared screen, so now the viewers could see it.

"thank you, schat." he breathed a sigh of relief.