Who To Choose? (Interactive story) (Pregame)

Chapter 7: Staying

You chose to let them stay.

     Ouma decided to let them stay, putting the ramen in a bowl with water, shoving it in the microwave. He stared at the bowl through the dotted screen, zoning out. A loud crash caught his attention and he snapped his head to the source of the noise.

     Princess knocked over the box tower, knocking over the flat screen TV. Ouma sighed and walked in there. Momota and Saihara just stood there, not knowing what to really do.

     "Maybe if you weren't such a bitch the cat wouldn't have knocked over the boxes," Saihara sneered.

     "Maybe if you weren't such a fuckin' cunt the cat wouldn't of been angry enough to knock them over," Momota snapped back.

     "You'd be the one to make him angry."

     "It's a girl, dumbshit. Her name is Princess."

     The two started to fight. Ouma sighed quietly and put TV back on its stand. Momota and Saihara started to argue louder. Princess got angry and hissed at them.

     "It's okay, babygirl," Ouma whispered to Princess and crouched to pet her. Princess purred and rubbed her face on his knee.

     "Ouma! Please tell Momota that he shouldn't be welcomed here and that he is a dumbass," Saihara said, turning to Ouma.

     "Ouma. Please tell Saihara that he's just a creepy stalker and doesn't respect anyone," Momota said.

     "I don't respect anyone?!" He turned back to Momota, pointing a finger at his chest. "I'm not the one who bullies kids for lunch money."

     "At least I don't know every single detail about a kid in our class who I've never talked to. Unlike someone here."

     "I just wanted to know him."

     "So you decided to be a creepy stalker?"

     Ouma rolled his eyes. He could honestly care that Saihara technically stalked him but he doesn't. He stood up and snatched the pot bowl, along with a lighter. Princess knew what this meant and strutted to the bathroom. Ouma quickly followed her, making sure to be quiet. Momota and Saihara didn't notice because they were busy fighting.

     Ouma closed the bathroom door, locking it. He put down the toilet seat lid, sitting down. He looked at Princess who meowed at him. He gave her a pet on the head and then put the bowl to his lips. He lit up a small portion of the weed and sucked in, moving his thumb to actually get a hit. He set the bowl on the counter and blew out the smoke. He started to cough, covering his mouth with his sleeve to muffle himself the best he could.

     "You fucker!" Momota screamed from the other room. Princess meowed in response. Ouma's cough dyed down and he looked at the door. He let his high before taking another hit. Once he finished coughing from that hit he stood up, giving a Princess another pet, and walked to the door. It was silent out there. He inhaled sharply and opened the door.

     Saihara stumbled a bit, catching himself before falling. Ouma blinked as he saw the two males standing at the door. Momota did a casualty peace sign at Ouma.

     "How's your high?" Momota asked with a smirk.

     "Pretty g-good," Ouma replied, trying to copy his smirk.

     "Didn't think you actually did drugs! Such a bad boy~!" Saihara flirted.

     "N-not often. And it's just weed..."

     Momota chuckled, slanting his shoulders down.

     "Oh!" Saihara piqued up. "You talked earlier about how you might not have enough supplies. Well clearly you looked cause it's gathered in the living room, but you don't have enough so I'll gladly buy more for you!"

     "What? No I can't. You're probably broke as shit," Momota said suddenly standing up straight.

     "G-guys I can buy them..." Ouma tried to defend himself.

     "No." Both Momota and Saihara.

     Ouma sighed and rubbed his forehead.

-Let them buy more for you.

-Say Amami will.

-Tell them no again.