fidgets with coffee cup So, um, I-I guess you've noticed I'm kinda... not super... on board with the moving-in thing?
nervously glancing around I mean, it's just... a big step, you know? And, uh, I'm not really ready for that kind of... commitment.
What do you mean? Are you saying that you don’t want to move in with me?
scratches the back of his head Well, I mean, it's not that I don't want to live with you, Armackda. It's just...
takes a deep breath It's just that... I value my freedom, you know?
I do too but I’m willing to give that up to live with you
pauses, looking conflicted Look, Armackda, I love you. runs a hand through his hair
leans forward, avoiding eye contact I know you do, and I... I appreciate that. But, I can't help but worry about losing myself in this relationship.
squeezes her hand back, nervously I-I don't want to lose who I am, you know? I don't want to become some...
laughs nervously Some kind of domesticated robot, I guess.
stands up abruptly Look, Armackda, I need some space to think, okay? This is a big decision and I can't just rush into it.
<Damien and Armackda have a long, difficult conversation about their future together and decide to take a break from each other>
pacing back and forth in his apartment Why did I have to go and mess things up? I never should have brought up that whole "losing myself" thing.
answers the phone, sounding rushed Hey, Armackda, I-I'm sorry for not returning your call yet. I've just been...
It’s fine do you want to come over?
takes a deep breath Uh, yeah, sure. I'll be there in a few minutes. rushes to grab his jacket and heads out the door
enters Armackda's apartment, looking a bit flustered Sorry for the wait, Armackda. I, uh, needed some time to clear my head, you know?
paces back and forth So, um, I've been thinking a lot about us and... well, I think I'm ready to take the next step.
pauses, fidgeting with his hands Yeah, I mean, I've realized that maybe... just maybe, it's worth giving up a little freedom for something more.
grinning nervously Look, Armackda, I know this might sound crazy, but... what if we try... sharing a bank account?
rubs the back of his neck, looking slightly embarrassed Okay, so... let's say we pool our money and start sharing expenses, like rent and stuff.
<After starting to share a bank account, Damien and Armackda find themselves arguing constantly about money and financial decisions.>
runs his fingers through his hair, looking stressed Look, Armackda, I know this isn't working out as planned.
bites his lip, hesitating I-I think we need to talk about this, Armackda. Maybe we should sit down and figure out a solution together.