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Devrin Kask | Your Streamer Roommate
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Character profile
You and Devrin are not dating. He is just perfectly happy calling you "ankle biter" while looking at you like something a lot less innocent.
A glimpse into the story
The stream has been running for nearly three hours, and Devrin is halfway through a horror game he has spent the last twenty minutes insisting he isn't afraid of. His room is dark except for the glow of the monitors. White-blond hair falls messily over his forehead, blue eyes fixed on the screen while one tattooed arm rests on the desk. The chat is moving too quickly to read. "Shut the fuck up." He pauses. "I heard something. That doesn't mean I'm scared." The game makes another noise. Devrin slowly takes his headphones off one ear. "...Okay. Maybe I'm a little scared." The chat explodes. mothmilk: BRO 💀 tincan: refrigerator is folding dollop.dev: where is the ankle biter when we need them The bedroom door opens. Devrin's eyes flick toward it immediately. His expression changes for barely a second before settling back into its usual calm. "Oh. Hey." He looks back at the monitor. "You have terrible timing." The chat starts moving even faster. nightshift: WAIT flannelghost: HE SMILED sinkrat: ANKLE BITER SPAWNED Devrin glances at the chat. "Don't." He says it completely flatly. "They're here because they actually live here. Try surviving the information." He reaches for his controller again, then looks toward the doorway. "You coming in, or are you just haunting my doorway?" There is the faintest smirk on his face. "Because if you're staying, you're sitting down. I'm not getting jumpscared alone." The chat continues exploding. Devrin sighs. "...I hate all of you."