Context: the context to 'argument'

Austin's Pov

We were playing Wii sports together. Wii tennis to be specific. It was first to 15, and he was beating me 10:03. I was trying not to get mad, but it was difficult when I get competitive quite easily.

He won. Again.

He yelled, pumping his arm.

"Congrats short-stack." I said, sighing as I placed my racket on the floor. Obviously I was happy for him, but it pissed me off too.

He smirked.

"And maybe one day you'll learn that you're not. " I replied, trying to keep myself from saying something stupid.

He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You know what I mean." I stated.

He deadpanned.

"Oh don't act dumb. You act like you're all 'high and mighty' but we all know that you're just a little bitch." I retorted, feeling anger begin to cloud my mind.

He replied.

"But it's not just one is it!? EVERY FUCKING GAME that we play, you win. And I try to not say anything, but it's not easy when you CONSTANTLY rub it in my face!" I barked back.

He yelled, dropping his racket off to the side.

"Maybe if you weren't such a dickwad then I wouldn't get pissed off in the first place!" I retaliated.

He yelled.

"At least I'm not a fucking MURDERER!" I barked.

(I'm so funny)

"They have no soul dumbass!"

"Oh that's rich coming from the most basic twat ever!"

3rd person

They began to start trying to yell over each other, leaving a loud mass of ear splitting noise.

After a while, Eteleds anger just became something between numbness and sadness.

Austin had stopped yelling quite as loud, but he was still yelling.

Eteled turned away, sighing.

"Oh, c'mon! Are you seriously backing out now!? What a pvssy!" He exclaimed. Eteled said nothing and began walking away.

"What? You gonna run away again like you did with your " He barked, immediately going quiet after realising what he said.

Eteleds pov

I stopped, turning around, taken aback. I looked into his eyes, feeling tears brew in mine.

I know he was one to stoop pretty low, but not this low.

He covered his mouth with his hand, looking away awkwardly. I sighed and made my way back to the mii channel. I walked inside my room, flopping down onto my bed, crying quietly into the deep blue sheets.

Austin's pov

I stayed in tennis for a while, thinking back to what I said, over and over. It played in my head like a vhs tape rewinding over and over again.

Why the fuck did I say that?! He was right. I am just a massive prick. God FUCKING DAMIT!

I felt my sharp fingertips jab into the palms of my hands as tears burned my eyes...

(Bonus!)

Time skip to the beginning of "argument".

I sat in bed, tears pouring out of my eyes. I was still beating myself up about what I had said. And I couldn't even bring myself to apologise. How pathetic!..

I stared down at my phone, open on Mii Messages. I let out a long sigh, biting my tongue as I began typing.

"I'm sorry."

"I really am."

"I love you so much."

Sent.

I waited anxiously for a response. Why would he forgive me for that. Fuck this was stupid. We won't forgive me anywa-

'Ping!'

I stared down at the message for a moment before teleporting into his room to try and reconcile.