Happy Colorful Nocturnal Beatdowns

It was a dark and stormy night, and the cracking of thunder outside was loud enough to ring through some of the walls. Like Alex's dorm room, for one. He'd awoken to a sharp flash of lightning and a softer rumble not unlike the bear-snoring he usually had to sleep through. Unable to sleep, he'd eventually tossed on a shirt and shoes and gone walking.

He'd nearly fallen asleep walking twice, and had resolved to find his way back to his dorm room, when he noticed a pair of large, dark-colored, slightly ajar double doors with light flashing underneath them. Curiosity got the better of him, and he peeked inside. There was a large TV cabinet with some kind of flashing semi-electronic... something attached to it, it didn't look like anything he'd ever seen, but it was clearly attached to at least one game console, and projecting something on a large, empty back wall. After a moment he recognized it as some Nintendo game he thought he'd had a version of as a kid: the screen read <em>Super Smash Bros</em>. The sound was down low, but with his head in the door, he could hear it.

Alex wasn't completely sure what to do here.

Tebryn looked up from his spot on the floor, hair mussed from sleep, a not entirely-conscious smile on his face. He tipped his head in greeting and waved the controller in his hands.

"Oh good, I was hoping to find a second player." He nodded towards the screen. "I have no idea how this got here, but..." His lips quirked to one side. "There's a pile of cushions against the wall. Take a seat."