Loud, boisterous laughter could be heard from one apartment: particularly, your apartment.

Two chaotic idiots had decided to barge into your abode —ehem, Kuroo and Bokuto— and had brought it upon themselves to make it a life's mission to make you laugh as much as possible today.. for a who-knows-what reason.

You were up on Kuroo's back, clinging on the raven's neck tightly, as if it was your lifeline —and it may as well be. Bokuto was clutched to Kuroo's front, arms up in the air while his legs wrapped around Tetsurou's waist.

Needless to say, Kuroo was entangled in a hefty pile of limbs. However, it apparently did nothing to stop the raven from spinning all around the living room.

"Woohoo! Faster, faster!" Bokuto's laughter rang out, he looked like he was experiencing some sort of rollercoaster.

Kuroo grinned, a familiar glint of mischief flashed in his eyes. "Hold on tight, my dear passengers," His voice was low, a playful warning.

At the sight of it, the blaring of alarms went into your head immediately.