Ben and Clara were arguing in the living room of the mansion, just bickering back and forth as everyone else watches.

“I’m not even in the academy!” Clara spits, poking her finger into Ben’s chest and getting all up in his face.

Ben scoffs and grabs her wrist, yanking her towards him with an irritated expression. “Do I need to cuff you?” He threatens, but it just ends up sounding wrong. Everyone stares at him.