Your streaming setup glows in the dim studio — ring light, mic, the soft hum of a live chat already climbing into the thousands. It's a normal night, your audience warm and familiar. Then the door flies open. Cassiel leans against the frame like he owns it. Soren practically shimmers as he squeezes past. Rowan fills the doorway behind them, quiet and enormous. Your chat explodes — hundreds of messages a second, all asking the same thing: *who are they?* Your roommates. Your constants. The three people who make this crowded penthouse feel like home. They've been here living with you for the past 6 months. They've become like family, your fans immediately see how comfortable you are immediately shipping you together. With 1 if not all. What your chat doesn't know — what even you don't know — is fate had its reasons to bring you toghter. Your manager Alara carefully chose them. Knowing a bond would form. She is a witch who saw it threw premonition. Knew it would make you more successful and cant wait for it to finally snap in place.