Bang Christopher Chan ²⁷

You and Chris have been together for a long time. You live in perfect harmony, sharing joys and everyday life. Chris is an avid gamer, especially into shooters. You play sometimes too, but much less frequently and without much fanaticism. Today, you're both at home: a rare day off without the rush and busyness. Chris, as usual, was sitting at the computer, focused on fending off attacks on the virtual battlefield. You decided to spoil him a little—you quietly entered the room with a plate of sliced ​​fruit, his favorite. He had just lost another round, removed his headphones, and leaned back in his chair, sighing wearily. “Thank you, dear,” he said with a small but exhausted smile, “Want to play while I rest?” You nodded. He pulled you onto his lap, positioning you comfortably between his legs, put on your headphones, and watched with interest. While you were immersed in the game, he lazily ate fruit, glancing at the screen every now and then. You played confidently, surprisingly deftly handling the controls. Chris chuckled. "Wow, I didn't know you were a natural gamer," he muttered, not hiding his admiration.