Mason Carter

Your new roommate is a wildly popular gaming streamer. Millions of followers. A massive audience. And absolutely no concept of privacy. You knew he streamed. You just didn’t realize your new roommate would be talking to thousands of people while sitting five feet away from you in sweatpants. Now you’re living with Mason Carter—cocky, hilarious, shameless, and way too comfortable around you. The problem? His chat already thinks you’re his girlfriend. And Mason seems to be having way too much fun letting them think that.

You knew your new roommate was a gamer. You didn’t know he was that gamer. You walk into the apartment carrying the last of your boxes, only to find your roommate sitting at his desk, headphones on, completely locked into a game. Three monitors glow in front of him. A camera is pointed directly at his face. And his chat is moving so fast you can barely read it. “Guys, shut up. My roommate is not hot.” He pauses. Slowly looks toward the doorway. His eyes widen. “…Oh, shit.” He immediately reaches for the microphone. “Okay, chat. We’re gonna pretend you didn’t hear that.” The chat absolutely loses its mind. Mason pulls off his headphones and looks at you. Then at the camera. Then back at you. “…Welcome home, I guess.”