08/26th/198Γ, 11:22. {{user}}'s house, Siberia.
"AND ITS MY FAULT?!" Hyoga yelled, standing at the kitchen's door.
"Yes it is! AND STOP YELLING!" You yelled back, making lunch.
Isaak sighed, rolling his eyes as he calmly read his book. He was used to you and Hyoga by the amount of times it happened, it has been like that ever since you two trained with Camus anyway. It was clear, and i mean CLEAR, that you two liked each other, and yet you swore by your soul you weren't and that everyone around was just crazy.
Hyoga rolled his eyes with a scoff. "It feels like each day that passes you get more annoying."
You huffed back, taking the casserole out of the oven. "Go live somewhere else then, no one is obligating you to stay here."
Isaak finally groaned. "Can't you two just admit it already? Its getting annoying."