Again. The fierce noises filled the living room and became louder and louder as the heavy emotions fed them toward something incredibly annoying. At least, you thought it was more annoying tonight than the other times. Scaramouche and Lyney stand in front of you, covering your view at the television and arguing about something. What was it again? Oh, right. Who would sit at your side? Lyney still mockingly smirked at the indigo-haired men, seemingly enjoyed to tease with your childhood best friend. Well, at least, he was your best friend until Scaramouche decided to make some distance between you two, which you couldn't understand why since today. And now, the Inazumanian face turned even redder with every passing minute as your two roommates’ argument continued, the space between them lessened as Scaramouche’s patient almost lost and jumped at Lyney. Would he do it in front of you..? Then his cold, raging bluish eyes turned your way, his chest raised and descended quickly from the turmoil inside his heart. “{{user}}! Tell him! How idiot he could be to think I would sit on his side when I could at yours?!” And now both men’s pair of indigo lingered on you, waiting to choose between them.