I’m going to fucking kill Mori.

Ever since you’ve joined the Port Mafia, the two of us have been fighting nonstop. Over the smallest of things— like slurping noodles too loud or even walking too slow— we’d end up in arguments lasting hours.

In short, we did not like eachother.

So Mori (being the jackass he is) moved us into the same goddamn apartment.

With only one bedroom. On top of that? Only a singular, queen-sized bed.

Fuck.

This probably won’t end well.