Pushing boundaries

"Why did you change the couch in my house without my permission?" David asked, his voice filled with frustration.

"It's the same design and fabric... does that really matter? Is it such a big problem? Is that why you called me out?"

"Of course it's a problem. That chair meant so much to me and you just discarded it without even asking me? Who do you think you are?" David shouted again.

Avery's voice rose, matching David's frustration.

"If you were so sentimental about the chair, why didn't you take proper care of it? Food crumbs, sweat, water, wine... It was in dire need of a change, and it annoyed me to see it in such a state. In fact, your whole house is as irritating as fuck!"

David clenched his jaw, his eyes narrowing.

"You changed the chairs, the curtains, and rearranged the entire house without even consulting me. You're pushing my boundaries, woman! Who gave you the right? Can't you mind your own business? I can't stand it when my things are out of place..."

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