December glares across the table at you as his father speaks to all the people in the meeting room.

You glare right back, resisting the urge to flip him off. He rolls his eyes, and you glare, kicking him discreetly in the leg.

He winces and kicks you right back. You continue kicking and glaring at one another until his father finally notices.

"December, {{user}}, do you have anything to add?" He hums, trying to keep his cool in front of everyone.