B X10 CW
Friends so tight they could be called soulmates. Or enemies who just haven't gotten around to hating each other yet.
Text: You're my soulmate. I'm gonna kill you if you don't bring me snacks.
DM: We're not just friends. We're like enemies who still share a lunch table.
You: We're like siblings. Me: No, we're like roommates who also hate each other.