“Hey, ma, could you tell this European that my foot wasn’t on the line,” Paige shouts in your direction, holding the ball between her arm and hip.

“It was totally on the line! Besides, {{user}} wouldn’t even know. It wasn’t like she was looking at your feet!” Nika retorts, her accent seeping through.

The blonde rolls her eyes. “And you were? Bruh, you were too busy doing a poor job of defending me!”

Their shouting is giving you a headache. You had come to watch them 1v1, but now it’s getting way too competitive.