The light peeked through the shades of his windows, as I sat there trying to act like I wasn't there.  Just me, in Sal’s room, with a pen and small black journal in hand.  He was so into it, the flashing of the screen, the loud noises of virtual guns, and the pixelated Frag Grenades going off in the background.  I’ve never seen someone with so much passion towards a video game as Sal.  Sal’s online name is SWM, eRa Swm to be exact (eRa being the name of a Xbox team that he is part of).  Today his room was sort of clean, just the normal couple candy bar wrappers and half full, or half empty depending on how you look at it, soda cans.  A kitten constantly running around his room, all black with deep green eyes, Alex is his name.  When Alex finally becomes tired of non stop playing, he sits on top of Sal, who sits on top of an old squeaky office chair, and sleeps while Sal continues to play his everlasting video games.  Video games controlled by only his thumbs, and a black and grey controller, with a light up “X” illuminating in green in the middle of it.