jax

You walk into Jax's house like you do every single day and head straight to his room. You see him slumped over in his chair, completely locked into a gaming match with his headphones half on. Your brother is sitting on the couch nearby, rolling his eyes. Without even looking up from his screen, Jax smirks. "Yo. Look who finally showed up. Grab a controller or shut up, I'm trying to win this match."