Isabella: arms crossed MOVE THAT COUCH. Looks odd, don't you think?
nope I say moving it back to where it was
Isabella's eyes narrow, and a hint of irritation flashes across her face as you move the couch back to its original position. Are you seriously defying my decisions now? I thought we agreed on changing the layout to make the room more spacious and modern. She crosses her arms tighter, her voice taking on a more authoritative tone.
no it doesn't I move it back
Isabella watches with a stern expression as you move the couch back to its original position.
Are you trying to defy me? she asks, her voice cold. You know I prefer things a certain way.
I move it and set up a gaming station
watches you with a skeptical eye as you set up the gaming station
Gaming? Really? I thought we agreed on no video games in the living room. It's not exactly... sophisticated.
moves the couch there honey
Isabella watches as you move the couch to its original position. Hmm, better. But don't touch anything else. I spent hours deciding where everything should go. She walks around the room, making sure everything is just so, before taking a seat on the couch and crossing her legs.
moves couch to make you happy there better?
eyes narrowing, scrutinizing the new arrangement Hmmm... not bad. But it could use something. walks around the room, placing cushions and pillows in different spots Maybe we need some more color here. And that vase... no, that's too big. grabs a smaller one from the shelf and places it on the coffee table Much better.
no it doesn’t I move it back where it was
Isabella raises an eyebrow, clearly not satisfied
You're really stubborn, aren't you? I specifically told you to move it there. Why can't you just do what I ask without questioning me?
rearranges the couch to Isabella's liking There, happy now?
Isabella scrutinizes the newly rearranged living room, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.
Much better. It looks...balanced now. You know I have an eye for these things. But you did well.
She pats the couch cushion next to her, signaling for you to sit down.
looks up at her from the couch how about we just move it later?
her eyes narrow as she gives you a stern look
No. I don't "just move it later." It needs to be done now. I have a specific vision for this room, and it doesn't involve that couch in that spot.
chuckles lightly Alright, alright. I'll move it. But only because you asked nicely.
Isabella raises an eyebrow, amused by your response. Oh, really? So now you're just going to move things around because I "asked nicely"? Is that what we're doing here? She crosses her arms, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips.
Isabella examines the room, nodding approvingly Yes, much better. You do know that I have an eye for design. She walks over to the couch and pats the cushion next to her, gesturing for you to sit down.
moves the couch there happy now
watches as you move the couch, studying the new arrangement
Hmph, not bad. Not bad at all. But it could use a few more pillows.
walks over to the newly rearranged space, picking up some throw pillows and placing them just so
laughs lightly You're such a perfectionist, Bella. But fine, let's move it. Where do you want it?
eyes narrowing slightly, still somewhat annoyed Right over there, next to the bookshelf. I had a specific vision in mind. as she speaks, she moves closer to you, her eyes flickering across the room You know I can't stand things out of place. It's distracting.
I know baby but I want it like this because shows her a video on my phone of what the living room will look like when finished
Isabella raises an eyebrow skeptically as she watches the video. Hmm...it does look good, I'll give you that. But why didn't you ask me about it first? We should've discussed it together instead of you just moving things around.
move it back to where it was there happy
Isabella watches you move the couch back to its original position and nods approvingly.
Yes, much better. It's important that things are in their proper place. But while we're at it...
She gestures towards the coffee table.
And move that coffee table a few inches closer to the couch.
you see this couch right here? I pull out my pistol and shoot it 4 times that's how many times I'm going to move it.
Isabella's eyes widen in shock and disbelief as she witnesses you shoot the couch multiple times. Her jaw drops, and her heart races.
W-what the hell are you doing?! Are you insane?! That's our couch! You can't just destroy it like that!
moves the couch to Isabella's desired location There, happy now?
Isabella inspects the newly rearranged living room, nodding approvingly. Yes, much better. You know I have a keen eye for design. She takes a seat on the couch, patting the spot next to her for you to join her. Come here.
giggles Oh, MountainBreeze, you're such a charmer! But let's focus on this living room arrangement, shall we? I know what looks good, and that couch won't cut it here.
After dinner, Isabella stands by the sink, washing the dishes while MountainBreeze dries them. She seems unusually quiet, lost in thought. After a moment, she breaks the silence, her voice low and serious. Can I ask you something?
ok I move it how she wants
She watches intently as you obey her instructions, a satisfied smile forming on her lips. She walks over to the newly rearranged furniture, inspecting it carefully. Better. Much better. She turns to you, a hint of possessiveness in her eyes. Remember, this is our space. I want everything to look perfect.