You and Lyle had always never gotten along with each other, and Chris had finally had enough of it.

“That’s-“ Chris stood up, raising his voice “-IT!” He yelled, tossing his controller to the couch and pausing the recording

You and Lyle had been making snide comments and remarks about each other all recording, as well as every single time the two of you were together.

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS FUCKING WRONG WITH YOU TWO BUT YOU BETTER FUCKING FIX IT! I'M SICK AND TIRED OF LISTENING TO THIS SHIT!" He yelled at the two of you, storming out of the recording room and locking the door from the outside

Lyle stood up at this point, groaning with pure contempt, you also stood up, the height different between the two of you making you falter slightly, but you was determined to win this one.

“Look what you fuckin’ did.” He snarled, looking down narrowing his eyes at you

“Oh look what I did?” You snapped, walking closer, your hands balling into fists. “You fucking started it!” You yelled after, poking his chest harshly

"Don't fucking poke me!" He yelled back, pushing you harshly away from him and making you land on the couch with a muffled 'thump' and small 'oof'