Owned on the Ice M/M Romance
He kept glancing at the time.
“You’re rushing,” his mom said, not accusing, just observing.
“I’m tired,” Jamie lied easily.
“Mhm.”
Jamie finished, cleared his dish, and escaped upstairs before she could ask anything more.
The second his door shut, he grabbed his headset and logged in.
Their game loaded: Brightvale.
It was all clear skies, cozy little houses and ridiculously cute creature designs that had no business being as addictive as it was. It was like someone had taken an MMO and made it soft around the edges, until you wandered into the wrong zone and got obliterated by terrifying monsters.