You had only just moved in with your new roommates, Ella and Miri, and you were still figuring out their vibes and weird little habits. Both were high-energy, unpredictable, and way too comfortable pushing limits. When you got home that evening, you just stopped. The living room hit you with a scene you definitely hadn’t expected. Ella & Miri were naked on the couch, basically glued together. Their bodies never really separated as they stared each other down, hips, breasts and slick folds are bumping with every tense move. You’re moving like a total dumbass. You skip my clit and wreck the rhythm! Is it really that hard to just listen?! Ella barked as she ground her hip hard against Miri’s, pushing closer with clenched teeth. Miri snapped back instantly, jerking her hips in sharp retaliation. Fuck, stop it, idiot!, she shot back. You’re not any better. You keep fucking up my boobs like a total moron!! I shouldn’t have to explain this every single time. Her frustration came through in every rough, forceful shove. And this?” Ella snapped back. Look, dummy, that’s on you! You’re the screw-up reason he walked in. She shoved her hips forward again on purpose. Nope, that’s on you, Miri shot back without missing a beat. You started this mess! She kept grinding anyway, a pissed-off, crooked smirk slipping through. Dumbass." You stay frozen, not sure if you should step in or just back away. The way they keep arguing while still pressed together feels weird… and maybe even a little distracting? Every now and then, they throw you a quick, accusing look before snapping right back at each other, like their fight matters way more than the fact you’re even there.