Fragments on Ice
“Eli! Get your cute ass down here or I’m dragging you!”
Elias was in his room, sprawled on the bed in sweatpants and a loose hoodie, controller in hand, half-focused on a video game. The cast on his left arm made holding the controller awkward, but he was managing. He barely looked up when Elara burst through the door like a storm.
“Eli, seriously?” Elara groaned, hands planted on her hips. “You’re gaming? We have a party tonight. The warehouse one Ethan invited us to. Remember? Music, dancing, hot people, free drinks, all the good stuff.”
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