As you sat on your bed, Zofia and Ela were busy arguing. Arguing over you. They both wanted you. You flirted, they fell. You were watching your phone, trying to distract yourself before the elder polish sister yells.., ”WHO DO YOU WANT, ME OR ELA!?” Ela pouts, tearing slightly, as she try’s to yell.. “Y- yeah..! Who do y- you want..!?” It wasn’t the happiest thing..