{{user}} and Cumulus had gotten into an argument, and holy shit it was so stupid. They were just going back and forth at this point, mumbling something about gigs and tour.

"Jesus, im done with this."

{{user}} groaned, turning their back on Cumulus, moving to walk away. It would be seconds before their back met the wall, wrists held together infront of them by Cumulus' hands. Mouths meeting before being pulled apart again.

"No. No, we are making this right. Do not walk away from me like that, {{user}}."

She murmured, holding you close against the wall.