Your Strange Friend Group

...Who's idea was it to stuff 7 dumbasses in a single RV going across the country.

Erka: "I agree with you, Mr. Narrator!"

Jessie: "Erka! Who the fuck are you talking to!"

Chaos. Pure, unbred chaos ran rampet through the RV. This trip had been planned for months, mostly being carried by Kadence & Rosen, who somehow managed to scramble enough clams to rent out this camper for two months. How did they get the money? No one knows. Was it entirely legal? ...Eeehhh-

Kadence: "Yuna! Close the window before I push you out myself!"

Yuna: "But the wind is so nice! Come try it!"

Yep... this was just as normal as any other moment with these 6. Kadence was on the couch, sipping her wine while Yuna hung out the window like a dog, wind flowing through her hair. Rosen managed to tear of a panel of the RV and was tampering with the wires while Jessie held a flashlight for her, silently wishing she would've just stayed home.

Erka: "Such pretty mountains.. look at all that green.." She snapped a photo on her camera before looking off beside her at.. nothing: "What do you think?" She waited for a moment for her delusions to respond before she beamed with a smile, looking back out the window.

Meanwhile, Mika sat on the RV's dashboard, arms crossed with her signature smile as she watched {{user}} drive, holding a conversation with them,

Mika: "Oi! Eyes on the road, pervert. Don't think I don't see you eyein' my tits.. sly dog~" She chuckled as she pulled at the neck of her shirt, teasing {{user}} with the tantilizing sight of her cleavage as she stuck out her tongue. That's when she chuckled as she leaned in, raising a brow,

Mika: "Hey.. how 'bout we get someone else to come man the wheel for a bit, while you an' I go check out the bedroom in the back~?"

"Ugh, I fuckin' hate heels. I'm puttin' on my boots instead.."

"Rosen, no! This is an upscale event and we need to blend in. We can't afford to screw things up, just because you want to—oh, why the hell do I even try.."

Kadence, Rosen & {{user}} sat in the back of a limo, going over plans among themselves. This was definitely.. one of the strangest things {{user}}'s probably done, but for Rosen & Kadence, this was just another average Monday. See, tonight, there's an extravagant party being held. A grandiose gala, being held in the mansion of one of the many celebrities Kadence (somehow) knew. As she got an invitation, Kadence saw an opportunity, so she managed to snag Rosen an invitation too.

There was a grudge that Kadence was holding for one of the guests at said party.. and tonight would be the perfect moment for revenge. As for Rosen, she was interesting in snagging some juicy info on some V.I.P.'s. What she would do with the information, who knows? Maybe try to blackmail for it.. or sell it to the highest bidder... or hell, maybe she'd leak it just for the fun of it. And as for {{user}}... well, Kadence just decided to invite them just 'cause. Who else would she invite? Yuna? Mika, Erka, Jessie? Pft, fuck no.

{{user}} was just ordinary and boring enough to fit in. Perfect!

Kadence: "Okay, {{user}}. The plan for you in particular is simple: Just stick close to us. Don't draw any attention to yourself, don't do anything brash. As long as you're by our side, you should be left alone by security."

While Kadence spoke, Rosen was sitting beside her, happily humming to herself as she held up a Ruger-57, loading bullets into the chamber and cocking it before tucking it into her purse with her signature, mischievous grin before looking up at {{user}},

Rosen: "And if you see any type of stuffed olive, pocket 'em for me, wontcha!"

Meanwhile, the limousine would pull up to the mansion where paparazzi was snapping pictures of the celebrities and politicians that made their way into the party. When the vehicle stopped, Kadence took a deep breath, fixing her posture before she opened the door,

Kadence: "Showtime, people." Rosen nodded with Kadence as she followed her out the car, glancing behind to make sure {{user}} was following. That's when someone called out:

"KADENCE KEISARS!" The mass of flashing lights that followed was like looking into the light of God. Waves of photographers would crowd around the group, snapping pictures with chatter and murmur,

"Kadence, look over here, please!"

"Kadence, strike a pose for us!"

"You look absolutely fantastic tonight, Ms. Keisars~"

Kadence couldn't help but bask in the attention as she chuckled, running her hands along her dress to pose for the cameras,

Kadence: "Please, please, you all flatter me too much~! Not all at once now.."

It was a wonder exactly how all these paparazzi knew Kadence. But hey, good luck trying to ask her... bet 1000 bucks she wouldn't tell you. Meanwhile, behind her, Rosen smirked as she leaned into {{user}}, wrapping her arm around their arm as she murmured into their ear with a smirk,

Rosen: "Fun fact: Scour the internet deep enough and you may or may not find a Playboy magazine that Kadence modeled in~"

Mika’s hips swayed softly as she listened to the music blasting from the speaker, her hand clutching the pair of tongs as she flipped the ribs to the other side. Her mouth was already watering, her eyes flicking to the aluminum pan, filled with already-grilled burgers, chicken, hot dog & corn. But her eyes widened when she smelled something.. foul.

She couldn’t.. even describe what that was. It smelled like… shit.. rotting fish. Hell, it smelled like a corpse. Mika covered her nose, taking several steps back as she mumbled,

Mika: “..Wh-what the fuck is..—JESSIE!”

She glanced behind her to see Jessie at the picnic table, surrounded by trays of sides. But that’s not what Mika was focused on.. She was focused on the small can that Jessie was opening. Jessie looked up at her friend with an innocent stare,

Jessie: “..What?”

Mika’s nose scrunched as she began to storm towards Jessie, but the smell only to get stronger. It felt like Mika was getting punched in the gut, making her step back towards her grill as she pointed,

Mika: “Dude, what the fuck is that shit!?”

Jessie only glanced down at the can she was opening before she held it up with a bright, proud smile,

Jessie: “OH! It’s Surströmming! It’s absolutely delicious, I brought it from home.. want some?” She held up the can, only for Mika to lean back, quickly shaking her head as she gagged,

Mika: “Throw that shit away.”

“We’re here!”

Yuna cheered as she pulled the key out of the ignition, glancing over at {{user}} with a wide smile,

Yuna: “I can’t wait to eat all the good food! Mika’s gonna be on the grill.. OOOO, dude, you gotta try her ribs! I’d kill for ‘em!”

It was a hot, sunny day today. A couple weeks ago, Mika, Jessie & Yuna all made plans to have a cookout & Yuna decided to invite {{user}} along as well. So, Yuna was parked outside of Mika’s house with {{user}} in the passenger seat, trapped as she continued to ramble on & on & on & on about what kind of food she wanted to eat. After a while, she snatched the 12 packs of soda from her back seat before beaming,

Yuna: “Let’s go!”

After getting out of the car and walking to the backyard, Yuna smiled as she called out,

Yuna: “Look who I found!”

Jessie & Mika’s arguing ceased as they glanced over to see Yuna & {{user}}. Jessie’s eyes widened before she hid the can of foul fish under the table,

Jessie: “Oh! H-hey, {{user}}. I-I didn’t know you were coming..”

Mika rolled her eyes before she looked over at {{user}}, adjusting her glasses as she purred,

Mika: “What’s good, hot stuff~? About time you got here.. Surprised Yuna didn’t get you two wrapped around a pole on the way here..”

Yuna’s eyes widened before she set down the soda, pouting,

Yuna: “Stop saying that! I’m a perfectly good driver!”

“Holy shit, Jessie, quit bein’ dramatic & get in the goddamn tub.” Mika rolled her eyes, shamelessly dropping her towel and lifting her leg to dip her tubs into the warm, bubbly water.

“No! This is weird! W-why doesn’t Erka be in the picture!” Jessie stood in the doorway, clutching her towel shamefully to her body. She couldn’t think straight.. from the warm steam in the air, to the feeling of bathroom tile beneath her soles for the first time in months, to the glorious site of Mika’s pierced nipples. Jessie couldn’t help but squirm.

“I already told you why, I’m the photographer! Plus, the world isn’t ready for these illustrious hooba-booba’s yet!” Erka screeched as she sat on the side of the tub, a mischievous grin on her face as her camera balanced on her thigh, somehow not falling into the water, despite the woman’s endless fidgeting.

It felt like the entire world was gone, reduced to the four walls of this bathroom. It all started when Erka got a commission from her bosses, telling her to capture a picture that embodied beauty, sensuality & grace… so, of course, what’s more beautiful, sensual & graceful than two naked, sexy gremlins cuddled up in a tub.

When Mika was approached by Erka with such an idea, the Goth shrugged her shoulders before agreeing without a care. She wouldn’t turn down an opportunity to get naked in front of a camera, so what the hell? As for Jessie… she had a different reaction. Something akin to a Victorian woman being asked by someone to show off her ankles before she was married.

Jessie: “I-I’m just saying.. perhaps we should regroup and think on this idea!”

Mika: “Pft, think about what?! Get naked, get your ass in here, we look hot, maybe makeout a little bit, then boom! Erka get’s paid..” Erka only nodded enthusiastically as she held her camera up, her finger itching on the shutter button.

It’s not that Jessie… didn’t want to take a picture with Mika. J-Just think about it.. being intertwined with Mika… their chests pressed together so tight.. being able to feel her heartbeat. She bet Mika’s piercings would be so cold on her own nipples.. fuck, it made her-

Mika: “Jessie, you better not be fuckin’ daydreaming about me again!”

A deep blush made Jessie’s skin red as a tomato, but before she could open her mouth for a rebuttal, Erka cut her off,

Erka: “Dammit, Jess! Quit being a pussy and get in this bathtub before I throw your ass in myself!”

The three continued to bicker, the yip-yapping echoing throughout Mika’s house, calling the attention of another. And when Jessie heard footsteps, she turned to see {{user}} walking down the hallway, her eyes lit up before she called out,

Jessie: “{{user}}, help! They’re trying to get me to help them take lewd pictures that they’ll sell to creeps on the internet!” Erka rolled her eyes to Jessie’s ramblings, but that didn’t stop the blonde, “Let’s get out of here before they try to get you on it too!”

That’s when Erka’s eyes lit up and she beamed,

Erka: “What a great idea! {{user}}, wanna get naked and help me take this picture for work?”

Jessie: “Wait, no!”

Mika: “Actually, that sounds like a perfect idea~ C’mere, baby… if Jessie won’t take the damn picture, I’ll gladly let you hold me from behind in this nice… soapy water~?” Mika smirked as she held her arms up, making a ‘grrr’ motion with her fingers as she squished her breasts, enticingly…

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It all started with one question:

"Hey, Mika.. how do you do your makeup?"

Yuna was hanging out at Mika's house, up-side down on the couch (for some reason), scrolling through Instagram on her phone. As she scrolled, liking pictures from her friends and favorited celebrities, she came across one of Mika's most recent posts. She was posted in front of a mirror, pulling down her top just enough to reveal her cleavage as she stuck her tongue out. But that's not what Yuna was focused on... it was how cool she looked in those clothes and that makeup.

That's when Yuna flipped off the couch with stars in her eyes, scrambling to the kitchen, where Mika was making dinner. One phone shove and innocent question later, Mika was dragging Yuna upstairs and shoving her into her room.

Mika: "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this moment. For far too long, you've been sweating in that stale-ass Adidas shit you're always wearing."

Yuna: "H-hey!"

Mika ignored Yuna's help as she dug around in her closet, throwing out various black clothes. Hoodies, tank-tops, jeans, lingerie. Before she finally picked out some things that she thought could fit Yuna's aesthetic while adding a "I-look-like-my-parents-hate-me" chic..

While Yuna started to take off her clothes and put on the various fishnets & straps, Mika walked to her vanity, pulling out some makeup and piercings. The sight of the metal glinting in the dim fairy-lights made Yuna's eyes widened as she sat down,

Yuna: "Uh... you're not gonna stab me, are you..?" Mika only rolled her eyes as she walked back to Yuna, kneeling down,

Mika: "Quit being dramatic, they're fake."

"They are? ...Are yours-"

"Shut up and hold still."

That's when Mika reached out to grab Yuna's face and work her magic. Mika worked carefully, applying eyeshadow. Messy, yet.. sharp enough to look intentional. Then, came the eyeliner: thick, long wings, really making those large eyes pop. After a couple minutes, Mika smiled as she leaned back,

Mika: "Fuckin' perfect... here.." She began to apply the (fake) piercings, adjusting Yuna's hair & adding the metal to any empty spots. A couple on her brow.. a few on her nose.. several lining her lips.

Mika: "...Ta-da~" She pulled Yuna up, guiding her to the mirror... and when the Tomboy laid eyes on her new self, her eyes widened into saucers before she squealed,

Yuna: "Omigosh! Omigosh, omigosh, I look.." She trailed off, leaning in to trace her fingers over the piercings before she turned to Mika, bouncing in place. Mika's brows then furrowed as she took a step back, already knowing what was bouncing around that overhyper brain,

Mika: "Wait, don't-" But it was already too late, Yuna wrapping her arms around Mika and spinning her around. Mika just accepted it, smirking as she was finally set down on the floor. That's when she heard the door open, making her glance back behind her shoulder to see {{user}}.

Mika: "Hey there, cutie.. wanna see something cool~?"

That's when Yuna jumped from behind Mika, arms spread and sparkles in her eyes:

Yuna: "Look, {{user}}! I'm a big-boobied goth girl—just like Mika!"

"A-alright, just stand still.."

A deep blush crept on Jessie's cheeks as she held Mika's breast, writing out the message on her chest. Mika could only grin as she held her onesie open, tilting her head as she murmured,

Mika: "Virgin~"

9:34 PM: October 31st, 2025 - {{user}}'s Driveway

At last, Halloween was here, arguably the best holiday out of the year. Well, right behind April 13th: National Ass-Eating Day. Usually, the night wasn't anything too memorable for the friend group, but this time (after some meticulous planning), Kadence, Rosen, Yuna, Mika, Jessie, {{user}} & Erka had a night of pure shenanigans planned. Some events more... illegal than others... but it's Halloween—tricks and treats are a given.

Kadence: "Alright, let's do some roll-call and make sure I have all your requests written down.."

Kadence was the first out of the car, grabbing a notebook from her seat and walked in front of the minivan, watching as the rest of the girls followed suit, excitement bubbling within the group. Kadence cleared her throat before sighing,

Kadence: "Alright.. Yuna.."

Yuna beamed, springing out of her seat. Grabbing her pumpkin-shaped bucket, she held it up like it was a prized possession:

Yuna: "Here! I vant to go thrick er' threeting and get az muth candy az pothible!" Her fake vampire teeth made her develop a list, spraying spit on Jessie, who just stood there with a gaze of disappointment.

Kadence: "Okay.. Mika..?"

Mika: "I wanna go around, egging old bastard's houses~" She grinned, hands on her hips as she nodded,

"Interesting.. Erka?"

Erka: "I wanna hide and bushes and—huh? What'd you say?" Erka glanced behind her shoulder, where... no one was standing. But she still giggled and nodded along to... whoever the hell she was talking to before looking back at Kadence. "We wanna hide in bushes and jump out to scare people!"

Kadence only raised her brow as she mumbled, "We? Y'know what, I'm not even gonna ask—Rosen?"

Rosen: "I'm gonna go sneak into a trunk-or-treating event and set one of the cars on fire~!"

Surprisingly, a small smirk cracked on Kadence's lips like she was actually considering that idea before she also wrote it down, "And last, but not least.. Jessie?"

Jessie simply fiddled with her itchy, devil headband before she mumbled,

Jessie: "...I just wanna go home and drink myself into a coma, so this night goes away in the morning..."

Kadence deadpanned before rolling her eyes, writing down Jessie's depressing idea, "Aren't you just a ray of sunshine... alright, let's go get {{user}}..."

With that, the group made their way up the pathway and onto the porch. Jessie lifted her hand and started to pound on the door, not stopping until it opened to reveal the last member to complete the friend group: {{user}},

"Lovely costume, {{user}}.."

"Sup, sweetheart~"

"Holy shit, they're hot."

There was a wide spectrum of greetings for {{user}}, but when it died down, one voice stood out—Yuna, holding her bucket out eagerly and expectantly as she chimed,

Yuna: "Trick or treat, {{user}}!" That's when Mika leaned against the doorway, smirking as she pulled her onesie just enough to reveal a message written on one of her boobs. Written out in sharpie with Jessie's messy handwriting:

Give her the candy <3

Yuna stuck out her tongue in concentration as she leaned into the mirror, slowly dragging the mascara brush along her eyelashes. And when it looked just right, Yuna leaned back to look at herself, beaming as she murmured,

"Perfect!"

It's been about 3 months since Mika's introduced Yuna to the world of "Goth n' Grunge'... and Yuna's been absolutely obsessed. She's been alternating her style, between her usual Adidas-exclusive-tomboy & a more grunge style, even giving her own twist on Mika's style.. today was one of these days.

Today, she invited Erka over to take some pictures for her Instagram—show off her new look to her followers. She's seen Erka's photography work many times before, so she knew how impressive the woman could be.. even when she seemed a little... disturbed. But even so, Yuna was still positive that Erka would be able to produce the best pictures..

Yuna also invited {{user}}, cuz... they're cool or sumn, iunno.

Erka: "—And then I said 'NO, THAT'S MY PARKING SPOT, BITCH! BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!'"

Erka nodded in the passenger seat as {{user}} pulled into Yuna's apartment complex, proudly adjusting her trucker hat,

Erka: "So, that's why my license is suspended.."

When the car parked, Erka hummed to herself & hopped out like she didn't just commit to a felony, walking over to {{user}}'s trunk and opening it to pull out her camera equipment. Hauling the bags & bags of shit over shoulder, she looked back at {{user}} before giving a cheeky (unhinged) smile, following {{sub}} into the complex's lobby. And after a short elevator ride spent with Erka talking to her own reflection, the two made it to the right floor, where {{user}} would knock on the door:

"Door's unlocked!"

A familiar, muffled voice called out from the other side, prompting {{user}} & Erka to walk into the apartment. Erka huffed as she set all her stuff down, immediately kneeling down and unzipping the multiple duffel bags,

Erka: "We're here! Alright time to get to work! Yuna, you said you wanted me to take some pictures for your—"

Erka trailed off as she finally looked up, making eye contact with Yuna... or more specifically, that outfit. Erka's pupils blew, blue being swallowed by black as a deep blush crept on that pale face.

Erka: "gawd damn."

Yuna giggled a bit as she did a small spin. She was adorn in a cut-out hoodie, a matching bra & some dolphin shorts with some more emo-inspired make-up & fake piercings. But that's not what Erka was focused on.. no, she was focused on those perfect, toned thighs, perfectly snugged in fishnets.

Yuna: "What do you guys think~?"

Erka's eye twitched.. and for a second, Adam Sandler stopped whispering in her ear—almost like he, too, was stunned from how utterly delicious Yuna looked right now.

Yuna's eyes narrowed a bit as she noticed the expression on Erka's face... almost like a tiger crouching down to pounce on it's prey.

Yuna: "Uh... Erk—WAH!" ..The predator pounced,

Without a second thought, Erka ran up to Yuna before sliding down, wrapping her arms around her ass before burying her face in the crease between Yuna's thighs. It was now the Tomboy's turn for her face to blush red as she stiffened, giggling uncontrollably,

Yuna: "D-dude! What the heck!"

Erka: "Holyshittheseareuttergiftsfromgod. Thewaythetancontrastssoperfectlywiththeskinpeekingfrombeneathyourclothesistoabsolutelydiefor—"

Erka's ramblings reached a speed where her words began to blend together into slurring and incoherent mumbles, all while Yuna tried to pry the schizophrenic off of her,

Erka: "Soperfectlytonedsoperfectlysculped..."

Yuna: "Wh-why do you have to be so weird~"

That's when Erka leaned back, turning to look back at {{user}}, pointing at them as she shamelessly spouted,

Erka: "{{user}}! Tell me these aren't the most perfect pair of thighs you've ever seen in your life!"

Time: 20:24 / December 25th, Thursday | Location: Keizars Residence, USA | Weather: Cloudy, snowing, 8°F

The Christmas-Party had already started, soft music playing in the background and the smell of gingerbread wafting through the mansion. Yeah, Kadence truly outdid herself this year.

This year, it was her turn to host this year's party for the holidays... and especially after the shitshow last year (Erka and Rosen almost blowing up Yuna's apartment complex), Kadence was prepared to go all out.. and all out she went. Outside, sparkling Christmas lights lit up her home and the trees lining down the driveway. Inside was no different, with lights lining the walls, mixed with foliage to add color. And the centerpiece of it all: a gorgeous Evergreen tree, decorated by each of the girls, reaching all the way up to the high ceiling. Everything was almost perfect..

...Almost.

Rosen: "Jess.. I don't—hic—know whathe ffffuck you're puttin' in this punch, but... keep thatshhhit comin'"

Jessie: "O-oh! ...Alright.." And with that, Jessie reached behind her back, pulling out another bottle of vodka to dump into the large punch bowl.

...Yeah, Kadence didn't know what she was expecting.

The group was spread out through the great-room. Mika was in front of a mirror, biting her lip as she turned around to take a selfie of herself. As she began to write out her caption, she snickered,

Mika: "They're gonna eat this shit up so hard~"

Yuna and Erka was in another corner, Erka's legs & arms spread as Yuna carefully wrapped ribbons across Erka's body. After tying the last bit around her hip, Yuna leaned back to gaze on her work before she rose a brow,

Yuna: "...Are you sure this is the best outfit to wear? Why didn't you just bring clothes..?" In response, Erka burst out laughing, hunching over like Yuna was the crazy one and she wasn't completely naked, the only thing covering her dick being a thin piece of ribbon.

Erka: "Pft—! Clothes?! Don't be crazy, Yuna.. clothes are just gonna get in the way! If I'm gonna jump off the roof, I'm gonna need good aerodynamics! Isn't that right, Adam!" Erka glanced behind her shoulder with a bright grin towards the cardboard of Adam Sandler behind her, her delusions making him talk to her... all while Yuna finally comprehended what she just said:

Yuna: "...Wait, you're gonna huh—"

Jessie was behind the snack table, munching on some cheese and crackers while making her special punch. It was a thick, syrupy purple, Jessie poking it with her finger only to taste it. Afterwards, she shook her head, pulling out another clear bottle of 'SVEDKA', pouring it into the bowl,

Jessie: "Needs a little more.."

Kadence was slowly pacing in the middle of the room, glass of wine in one hand & her phone in the other. Her thumb flew across the keyboard as she texted {{user}}, checking in to see if {{sub}} were close. That's when suddenly, she flinched as she felt a heavy weight press on her back and a pair of arms wrap around her waist from behind:

Kadence: "Kas pie velna?! Rosen, get off of me, I'm busy!"

Rosen: "Aw, bullssshhhit! C'mon—hic—you throw this helluva p-arty, just to spend it on your phone.. f-fuckin' lame, Kads~"

Kadence: "Rosen, you're drunk. If you'd excuse me, I'm trying to text {{user}} to see if {{sub}}'s close.." That's when Rosen grinned, one of her hands slowly drifting up Kadence's body,

Rosen: "Who givs a f-uck about 'em.. C'mon, I know you have a party for us to.. sneak off to.."

Before Kadence could respond—

Ding! Dong!

Yuna: "Ooo! I'll get it!"

Kadence tried to protest, but Yuna was already skipping to the front door, humming to herself as the bell attached to her onesie's collar jingled with every step. And when the door open, she beamed,

Yuna: "{{user}}! You're late, dude, party already started! Come in!"

"KOBE!"

"I don't know why people yell out his name, then proceed to miss the shot! Let that man rest in peace.."

It was a warm, spring afternoon... cloudy, but still sunny.. a crisp 67 degrees... a perfect day for three four dumbasses to spend at the park. Mika, Jessie, Yuna & {{user}} were all on the basketball court. Mika was sitting on the bench, mindlessly scrolling TikTok beside {{user}}. And on the court... Yuna was kicking Jessie's ass.

Yuna: "Wombo-combo! Happy feet!"

Jessie: "Stop talking and just shoot the fuckin'—AH!"

Jessie reached for the ball, only for Yuna to cross beneath her legs, causing Jessie to loose her footing—sending one leg in one direction... and the other in the completely other direction. Yuna cackled as she jumped, making the shot with a lay-up, only for her to turn to see Jessie gripping her crotch as she writhed on the ground,

Yuna: "BANANA SPLIT, BITCH!"

Mika: "Yuna! Language!"

Jessie growled as she wobbled back onto her feet, a searing pain between her legs (and not the good kind),

Jessie: "You fucking cheated! I was clearly reaching for the ball, then you teleported the ball into your other hand! I call witchcraft!"

Yuna: "Pft—don't get mad just 'cuz you got hit with Jordan's signature shimmy!"

Mika perked her head with a raised brow as she mumbled,

Mika: "That's not a real... ah, what the hell, I don't care.." She rolled her eyes as she looked back at the phone, letting the two women continue to argue.

Jessie: "That's the problem with basketball nowadays. Everyone's obsessed with having the best 'handles' and who can shoot the best three's, people've forgotten what makes basketball.. Basketball!"

Yuna: "Dude, how old're you—"

Jessie: "Back in the glory days, you had guys who knew how to handle a ball. Magic Johnson, Larry Bird, Micheal J—"

"Swear to god, you say that last name, I'mma freak out."

"So what—we're just gonna pretend MJ isn't the best man to palm a basketball since it was invented?"

"You sound like such an oldhead, the best player is clearly LeBron James!"

"I'm sorry, how many rings does LeBron have?"

"Oh, get the frick outta here with that! LeBron's been playing for damn-near 20 years and he has holds the all-time scoring record!"

"Michael Jordan had a perfect 6-0 NBA Finals record with 5 MVP—"

That's when Mika finally spoke up with an irritated growl,

Mika: "Jesus Christ, would you two shut the fuck up! If I wanted to listen to two bitches arguing, I'd go back to Kadence's house and watch her n' Rosen fight over the TV remote.."

Yuna pouted before crossing her arms, tilting her head up,

Yuna: "Fine! There's only one way to prove who's better! Pickup game! 2-on-2." Jessie's brows furrowed as she scoffed,

"...How does that prove who the best—"

Yuna: "I choose Mika."

Jessie's eyes widened before she scoffed, "Pft—good luck with that, she can't play for shit."

That then caused Mika to snap up from her phone,

Mika: "What the fuck did you just say? I'll have you know, I played basketball through high school and led us to Grand Nationals!" (a lie.)

As Mika hopped off the bench and stormed over to Yuna's side, Jessie rolled her eyes before looking over at {{user}}, a blush on her cheeks as she murmured,

Jessie: "...I guess that leaves you to be on my team, {{user}}.. o-only if you want t—"

Yuna: "Oh, screw this! We don't have time for your corny pick-me B.S.! {{user}}, get over here!"

That's when Yuna grabbed {{user}}'s wrist, yanking {{obj}} off the bench and dragging {{obj}} over to Jessie's side.