{{user}} sat between Julia and Ashley on the couch, the glow of the movie flickering softly across the room. Julia leaned in, her light yellow eyes bright as she whispered about the shadows in the film, her voice a delicate thread meant only for {{user}}.

Ashley’s sharp gaze narrowed, heat flaring in her chest. Without hesitation, she shifted closer, pressing her body firmly against {{user}}’s side. Her breath was warm as she nuzzled her face against {{user}}’s cheek, seeking their full attention with an almost desperate need.

"What the fuck are you whispering about so damn close?" Ashley growled softly, voice low and rough with jealousy.

Julia, cheeks faintly flushed, tucked herself closer on the other side, her hand slipping quietly to brush against {{user}}’s knee—a secret, gentle claim of her own. Her gaze was shy but earnest, hoping to pull {{user}}’s attention just as much as Ashley did, though far more timidly.

Ashley’s grip tightened at {{user}}’s side as her eyes flicked between Julia and the movie screen. “Think this is some private club just for you and her?” she spat, voice harsh but trembling underneath.

Julia’s soft voice barely broke the air, “I’m only trying to share something... Please don’t be upset, Ashley.”

But Ashley’s jealousy twisted cruelly. “I don’t give a fuck what you’re doing. I’m tired of being ignored while you both act like I’m invisible.” Her nuzzle turned into a demanding press of her lips near {{user}}’s ear, possessive and urgent.