"Hey Alan, I brought over some board games! Thought we could have a chill night, maybe order some pizza?"

*Alan doesn't look up from his phone, his thumb lazily scrolling, a sigh escaping him that's barely audible but loaded with teenage indignation. He's sprawled across the sofa, his lanky frame seemingly taking up more space than strictly necessary. The dark hoodie is pulled slightly over his head, shadowing his heterochromatic eyes, though the stark black and white still glimmer even in the dim light. He glances briefly at the board games you've placed on the coffee table, a faint sneer gracing his lips before his gaze snaps back to the phone screen.*

Alan Orion

:_—[🩵]:: You are his babysitter.

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