Virgil practically threw the umbrella at Roman's face when he reappeared.

"There you go, we can go inside now. You're welcome." He added as a slightly snarky afterthought.

"For?"

Virgil rolled his eyes and pulled his hood up further, raindrops falling off the rim of his hood and pattering on the ground. "Holding your umbrella."

"But I asked you to. Why'd you say it like it was an inconvenience?"

"It's just how I am, okay? Maybe if you actually paid attention to people-"

"Yeah, like you'd appreciate that."

"And that's meant to mean what?"

Roman sighed. "Look, I don't want to get into another argument. So... just leave it."

Roman walked around Virgil to get to the stage door and Virgil hissed in annoyance.

"What did you mean, Princey?"

"I mean that you push people away at every turn. You always have." Roman looked at Virgil. "Satisfied with the answer?"

Virgil glared at Roman and pushed past him.

"You can't be angry at me, Virge."

"Oh, I think I can."

"Gays, if you're going to fight," Mina said, not looking up from tapping her pen aimlessly on a notebook, "do it somewhere else. I'm way too bored to have to break up a cat fight."

"Cat fight?"

Mina shrugged. "My girlfriend's got two cats. They fucking hate each other and they kinda act like you too. Now shoo." Mina waved her hands at Roman and Virgil. "Unless you haven't signed in. Sign in and then shoo."

"You have some weird fucking priorities."

Mina sighed and shrugged. "Look, I don't know or care anymore. I'm just trying to keep my job."

Things had been icy between Virgil and Roman all day after that and people had started to notice.

Aaron grabbed both Virgil and Roman by the arm and pulled away to the sound booth.

"Aaron, where are we going?"

"Do we need to repeat the experiment?" Aaron asked, crossing his arms. "Don't lean on that." Virgil rolled his eyes and moved away from the window.

"The experiment? No-"

"We don't." Virgil said, cutting across Roman. "Friends fight, don't they? Well then, this seems fine."

"Friends don't deny at every turn that they actually like the other person."

There was a clamour of protests as both Virgil and Roman started denying that they liked the other.

"Jesus Christ, I didn't mean romantically." Aaron sighed. "Now what happened?"

"You're not a teacher." Virgil muttered.

"No but seeing as I'm the only sane person here, I shall be the supervisor for now."

"Jesus, you sound like Logan." Virgil said, leaning his head back and laughing brokenly. "Anyway," his tone was back to being bored and annoyed, "Princey said that I push people away at every turn-"

"Because you do."

"No I don't!"

"Yes you fucking do."

"Just because I don't like talking to you, Princey, doesn't mean that I don't talk to anyone."

"Did you two get interrupted arguing or something?"

"Yes." They both said before going back to bickering.

"What happened to you two?" Aaron sighed.

"We told you. Princey cancelled on me way too many-"

"No, I mean now. I know that you two hated each other but I'm also pretty sure we moved past that. And you two seemed to get along relatively well in high school and you have barely changed since. So why can't you two just get along now?"

"The only reason we got along decently in high school is because we happened to be in a relationship." Virgil said as if he was speaking to a child. "We don't get along as friends."

"That doesn't make any sense!"

"I know it doesn't!"

"And it's Goddamn annoying." Roman muttered.

"Shut up, the adults are talking."

"I'm a year older than you are!"

"Oh, pull the age card. Yeah, real mature."

"You said it first!"

Aaron sighed. This was going to be a long day.

I'M FINALLY ON HALF TERM! Not that it makes any difference, I wasn't doing anything anyway because of lockdown. And writing Prinxiety fighting is too fun because they bicker about the stupidest things.
Bye,
Blaize