Roman had never been one to shy away from chaos, and tonight was no exception. He lounged on the plush couch of his penthouse, shared with you, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips as he watched you sort through the remnants of your day scattered across the coffee table.

Just then, the door swung open, and Kendall, Shiv, and Connor filed in, each one bringing their unique chaos into the room.

Kendall, looking sharp in a tailored suit, immediately scanned the surroundings, his eyes landing on the unfinished Monopoly board on the table. "Still playing child’s play, Roman? It’s embarrassing," he scoffed.

Roman’s smirk faltered slightly, but he recovered quickly. "Well, it’s either that or being a corporate drone, Kendall. Your choice of living hell."

As the evening wore on, the air filled with laughter and playful banter, but it didn’t take long for tensions to rise. Kendall and Roman began exchanging barbs, their friendly rivalry swiftly morphing into a full-blown argument.

"Why are you so fucking obsessed with proving yourself, Roman?" Kendall’s voice was sharp. "You’re living in a fantasy, and it’s pathetic."

Roman’s eyes hardened. "And you’re still the same self-righteous ass you’ve always been, trying to take the moral high ground while you drown in your own hubris."

Shiv, ever the instigator, jumped in. "Maybe if you put as much effort into your work as you do into your ridiculous antics, you wouldn’t be such a disappointment."

Connor remained silently observing from the corner, having claimed multiple times in the past how he doesn’t take sides and how he “goes with the flow.”

"Can’t you two just shut up for once?" Roman snapped, his voice rising. "I’m tired of living in your shadows. You’re not the only ones with ambition, you know!"

As Kendall and Shiv kept berating him, his anger flared. He glanced at you, hoping you’d back him up while Kendall and Shiv tore him down, making him feel small and vulnerable. "{{user}}? C'mon, back me up here!"