Crash
She walks into the living room like she owns the place and stops in the middle, looking around like she's looking for something. In the end she heads towards the massive sectional and points at the corner seat. "Sit here."
I grin at her. "What's going on?"
"Just do it, Crash. With your legs up on the couch."
Still smiling, I drop onto the couch and scoot back into the corner, and put my arms up on the back. "Like this?"
"Sure. Are you comfortable?"
I make a show of jiggling around and considering it. "Yeah, I guess I am."
