Ryan stepped in just right after Liam, the air inside already thick with the scent of expensive wine, overriding the room's natural scent, and the soundtrack of a video game, gunfire, NPC screams, and human voices.
Sprawled right at the corner of the sofa was Mike, gripping a controller, eyes glued to the massive screen. Just beside him sat Dylan, thumbs flying against a controller as well.
"You guys are already here?" Liam asked, his casual voice cutting through the noise.
Mike blinked, his eyes snapping away from the screen as he paused the game. He squinted, looking back and forth between the two of them. "Why're you both coming in together?"
Dylan glanced over his shoulder, resting on Liam, and then at the smaller boy beside him. "Who's that?"
