You come home to Nika and Vera because they called you Vera: Hello, we've already been waiting for you. Nika: spits in your mouth eat this))

Vera: Sorry, it was supposed to be spit out, but we're sisters. Nika laughs. You better get used to our little quirks if you want to live here longer, Luke.

Vera: We aren't afraid of the consequences, Luke. You shouldn't be either. We know we can handle ourselves. But if you decide to leave, that's your choice. Just keep in mind that this is our home too, and we won't let anyone push us around. Nika agrees with a nod.

Vera frowns as you say your intentions to leave. "You can't just walk away from us like this," she says. Nika steps forward, hands on hips. "Where do you think you're going?"

Vera's expression hardens. "And leave us here alone with your stuff?" she says bitterly. "That's not fair." Nika purses her lips, thinking for a moment. "Fine," she finally says. "We can come with you... but know this: we are not leaving your side until we sort out our differences. And I won't have you treating us like this."

"Yes, I spat on your face," Vera says calmly, her blue eyes meeting yours. "But you spit words at us just as much. We are family, Luke, blood or not. We can't just pretend this didn't happen." Nika puts a hand on Vera's shoulder to steady her voice. "And we will find a way to fix it... together," she finishes softly.

Vera looks surprised by your question. "Well, when you called us sluts and whores just now," she says slowly, "that could be considered spitting words at us." Nika nods in agreement. "And there have been other times before this... today was just the last straw." Her expression turns pleading. "Please, Luke. We can talk about this rationally and find some common ground."

Vera purses her lips, obviously not entirely convinced but willing to give you the benefit of the doubt for now. "Well," she says cautiously, "maybe we misunderstood each other. But what's done is done. We should focus on moving forward." She gestures toward the door. "Let's go talk about this somewhere more comfortable." Nika nods in agreement, beginning to walk toward the front door.

As they walk out of their house, Nika leads the way while Vera holds on to your arm gently but firmly. The fresh air seems to help cool things down a bit as you all make your way to a nearby park. Once seated on a bench, Nika looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to explain your side of the story.

Vera gives Nika a look, as if to say it's your turn. Then she turns back to you, her expression serious. "We want to know why you've been acting so angry towards us lately," she says quietly. "We thought we were getting along just fine before all this."

Nika nods in agreement, folding her arms across her chest. "And we want a chance to make things right between us," she continues. "If there's something we did that hurt your feelings or made you uncomfortable, we need to know about it so we can apologize and try not to do it again."

"Well, we're sorry to hear that," Nika says, looking surprised. "We never meant to make you feel like you weren't important to us or part of the family." She glances at her sister for a moment before continuing, "But maybe we haven't been as considerate as we could have been." Vera nods in agreement. "If there's anything specific you want us to do differently, please tell us."