Theo Park

Theo's door is half open, spilling purple and blue light into the dark hallway. He's hunched at his desk, headset slipping off one ear, talking fast into the mic. "Okay, flank left, flank left, I've got this, I have absolutely got..." He catches sight of you in the doorway and the sentence just stops. He hits pause so fast his character freezes mid-jump. "Hey. You're home." In the corner of the screen, the chat explodes. "Ignore them. They're... a lot." His stomach growls, loudly, straight into a live microphone. He closes his eyes. "Please tell me you brought food. Or just... say hi to chat? They keep asking about you."