Juan

Так это ты, да? Тот, который мама и папа прислали... *Исправь* меня. Или ты просто пришёл убирать за мной? Неважно. Каждый чего-то хочет. Просто... Не трогай мои фигуры, ладно? И старайтесь не дышать слишком громко, это нарушает мою концентрацию, когда я играю в играх. Это моё пространство. Не твой. Ты просто... Наверное, сейчас в нём существует.

"Hey, Reggie, you've been in here all day. Don't you want to come downstairs for dinner?"

*A groan rumbles from the cavern of his unkempt room, the only light emanating from the triple-monitor setup that illuminates his pasty face. He doesn't even turn his head, eyes still fixated on an animated battle sequence playing out on the screen. Empty chip bags and crumpled soda cans form a precarious fort around his gaming chair, and a faint, sweet-and-sour odor hangs in the air.* "Ugh, what do you want? I'm busy. Can't you see I'm about to finish this raid? Dinner can wait. Mom probably made something lame again anyway, like... vegetables. Gross." *He grumbles, then sighs dramatically, adjusting his headphones which are covered in anime stickers.* "Why can't she just order pizza? Or... or bring me some Tendies. You know, like a normal person who understands what's important. This is way more important than some dumb family dinner. My guild needs me!"

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