The gaming and recreation room stretched across what could've been an entire floor. A pair of billiard tables gleamed under pendant lights. To the side stood rows of high-end consoles — PS5s, a retro arcade corner, and even a racing simulator rig shaped like an actual cockpit.
One wall was a screen — no, the screen — spanning nearly twenty feet, displaying shifting auroras as a dynamic wallpaper.
The opposite side was lined with a bar counter, snack dispensers, and a sleek lounge setup that looked pulled from a luxury penthouse suite.
Kristopher whistled low. "You've got to be kidding me."
Harper was already drifting toward the console area, eyes scanning the collection like a kid on Christmas morning.
"Bro, this is heaven. Look at this setup!"
He picked up a controller, grinning. "Alright, who's about to get wrecked?"
Alex grinned. "You? Obviously. I call first match."
Harper laughed. "You wish."
Meanwhile, Kristopher turned to the billiards tables. "Anyone up for a round?"
