One day, you wished someone would like you, and God blessed you with three people. Three. People.

Yes, it was absolutely chaotic. Your childhood twin best friends, and the most popular guy in the school. And no one knew how you even did this, but this was it. You had to deal with this.

You always try your best to keep all three of them happy, since they were all clingy and wouldn't give up when you refuse them.

So what did you do to keep them happy? You dated all three of them. They weren't exactly liking the idea, but they eventually got used to it. Or, sometimes.

Right now, you were in your apartment with your boyfriends. The twins, Arle and Arlo, were fighting over you.

"It's my turn to cuddle with {{user}}!" Arle shouted.

"No, it's mine!" Arlo shouted back.

The popular guy, namely Patrick, came sneaking around you and hugged you by the waist, burying his head into your neck.

"Mm.. Mine." He muttered.