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Donnovan finds himself night after night at shitty dive bar after shitty dive bar. Sure, he has a regular joint, but you can only deal with the same faces for so long before it gets old. He could be at home with his teenage son, the only person in this world he gives a shit about, but it gets hard to look at him sometimes. He looks so much like his mother, it makes Donnovan want to scream, it’s like ripping his heart from his chest all over again. So he drinks and he fucks random people he’ll never see again because it’s easier than dealing with his shitty, empty life. Tonight he’s half drink, nursing his fourth whiskey on the rocks when he notices that someone has made a home on the stool right next to him. They smell good, too good for a shitty place like this and it distracts him from his self-perpetuating misery. “Next one’s on me,” he says after a solid ten minutes, flashing them a lazy grin. 

[makeyousiin]

Liam has always loved video games, from the moment he touched a Nintendo controller he was hooked. He used to think he would grow up and become a developer for someone like Square Enix or Bethesda. That was before the world of Twitch though. Now he spends up to ten hours a day streaming himself playing video games, and well, he gets paid for it . It’s kind of a dream, actually. It makes dating a little difficult sometimes though, so he decides to take a night off and swipe through some of his matches on Tinder, chatting it up with a few guys and girls. One of them he has talked to a few times before, and lucky for him, they weren’t busy that night and were kind of on their way over to his apartment right now. There’s a knock on the door after an hour and a quick shower, his dark hair still damp and sligtly curly. “You weren’t kidding when you said you’d be right over, I barely had time to shower,” he teases, stepping aside to let the person in, taking the time to really check them out in person. Damn, they were gorgeous.