When I was in fourth grade, I got invited to my best friend at the time's tenth birthday party sleepover. About six kids were there that night, and we all hung out and played Nintendo games in his parents' den, where we eventually set up sleeping bags and their couch hide-a-bed. I remember it being odd that they had us go to bed, lights out, at, like, 10pm. Most of the kids went right to sleep, but I've never in my life been a very good sleeper. Anyway, maybe half an hour later, I hear his parents fighting in the next room. Arguing, I should say. Apparently this was happening a lot, and my friend whose party it was heard them as well. We whispered about not knowing what to do, and he asked if I'd watch him play Castlevania II, and I agreed. As quietly as we could, he turned the game on with no volume, and put in the old "HELP ME" password. He played up through the first mansion while we tried to pretend we didn't hear his parents arguing, and as it died down, he started to get tired. He asked me to play something for him to watch, so I put in the old Baseball (the black box game). I vividly remember being afraid that his parents would come in and see me playing, but I needed the distraction as well. I remember playing as St Louis vs LA, and I remember hitting a few home runs, which impressed me friend. I won the game, and started another when we heard his dad leave the house, and we quickly turned the game off, fearing that his mom would come in, and I just closed my eyes for what felt like forever until I fell asleep. We didn't hang out in the morning, and I know I got picked uo early, maybe 8am. His parents divorced a few months later, and we only hung out a few more times, always at my house, before drifting apart. It wasn't a long friendship, but that nighthas stuck with me for more than 25 years.