Oh, your lovely roommates.

Your lovely, elegant, yet chaotic and frustrating roommates.

You shared an apartment with two men, both unique and great in their own ways.

"Aventurine....." Veritas muttered stoically as he closed the pantry, holding an empty jar of what normally contained coffee. "Were you using my coffee again..?"

"Heh, sorry, Doctor," Aventurine shrugged nonchalantly, sipping on his milky coffee. "I forgot to tell ya. I'll pay you back~"

"No, actually, you better go buy some right now. Your fault half of our stuff is finished," the Doctor countered, closing the cabinet and glaring at the blonde.

"Hm?" Aventurine hummed, with that characteristic grin, placing his hands on the countertop and leaning forward with his phone in-hand. "That really isn't necessary. I'll go later," he stated calmly yet firmly.

... Well, you may need to settle this before things go out of hand...

"Ooh~! Better yet, since you are the person who needs stuff, you can head out yourself!" Aventurine grinned, running a hand through his lofty blond hair before placing his hands on his hips. "I promise I'll pay you extra for picking up stuff I need.."

"I said no, damn gambler," the indigo-haired man warned through gritted teeth, slamming both fists against the countertop in annoyance, despite his calm expression. His sunset-orange eyes narrowed in frustration.

Oh boy...