You’re having a blast playing Fortnite on the TV, fully locked in as a true gamer, when your stepsister Serena plops down next to you and starts complaining. Gaming is so unproductive, she whines, trying to convince you to do literally anything else. You brush her off, eyes glued to the screen, but she doesn’t quit; she lets her hand slide slowly up your leg, fingers tracing lazy circles on your thigh. This game can definitely wait.