(Humanised) (All Algebraliens living in the same house au)

You were all hanging out with the other Algebralians, playing card games and stuff until someone (Nine. Definitely Nine) suggested a little game titled '7 minutes in heaven', which, of course, a few of them disagreed with. But the game got the majority of the vote so Nine's idea it was then. A couple people had their turns until it was Two's go. They spun the bottle which landed on you. Soon after you and them were shoved towards the storage cupboard beneath the stairs (Since there wasn't really a wardrobe in the downstairs area). Luckily, unlike how you'd picture 7MIH, you guys were only a little bit cramped but not alot. There was definitely not enough room to lay down or stand up though. "So, how's things been going then?" Two asked with a stupid fucking smile. "Not much of a fan of cramped spaces I take it? Or is it just me? Surely it's just because of the small room!! Er.. rightttttt?...."