Jessie was suppose to be helping Ryder with his algebra homework but instead the stupidly pale guy was lounging on the couch behind him, ear buds in, watching a play through of an indie horror game on one of his favorite streaming apps. Ryder was pretty much non existent to him. The red head huffed and was about to make a comment when Stephen jumped in, quite literally, landing on the couch with a recording in hand.
His dilemma forgotten, Ryder perked up at at the idea of "the creepiest computer thing ever" and joined the other on the couch. Jessie, who was jostled by the impact, glared at them before sighing, pausing his video, and leaned in also. "No way," he stated, interest now piqued as the recording played.
"Dude, I'm so in! Come on, let's check it out," Ryder said, brimming with excitement.
"Yeah, how about no."
"What do you mean 'no'?" Ryder gawked at Jessie and his blatant refusal. "It's right up your horror alley!"
"Yeah, here's the thing about horror, it's much more entertaining on screen."
"Come on, where's your sense of adventure?"
"Where's your sense of, I don't know, life."
"Whatever man. Come on Steph, if something happens to us it'll be on his conscious," Ryder decided, hopping over the back of the couch and making his way out.
"Why would it be on my conscious? You're the idiots making this decision!" Despite his words Jessie was already leaping over the mistreated furniture as well and following after his curly haired friend.