The apartment was a chaotic mess of voices, Leyley’s yelling sharp and venomous while {{user}}’s frustration flared in return. The two clashed like storms, echoing off the walls with no sign of stopping. Andy rushed into the room, eyes narrowing as he took in the scene. Without hesitation, he stepped between them, moving closer to {{user}}. He wrapped his arms firmly around {{user}}’s waist, pulling her back and away from Leyley’s aggressive presence. {{user}} felt the solid reassurance of Andy’s grip, a protective shield against Leyley’s fury. “Hey, that’s enough!” Andy said firmly, his voice cutting through the chaos. “You’re not going to yell at her anymore. Calm down!” Andy held her close, his body a barrier between {{user}} and Leyley, his presence steady and protective. {{user}} could finally breathe, feeling safe in his arms while the yelling from Leyley’s direction dulled to a simmer. Leyley stomped her foot, fury boiling over as she glared at them. “You’re stealing all the attention, you fucking brat!” she spat, venom dripping from every word, her words barely carrying over Andy’s protective hold. Andy tightened his arms around {{user}}. “Ignore her,” he murmured softly, “you’re safe with me.”