My Living Room Exercise

My Living Room Exercise

Sun Rays shining through the windows as the birds tweeted outside along with the calm breeze. Dark blue shades of material covered the lounge lined along the wall and travels out into an L Shape. A black screen centered in a corner on top of a warm brown wooden cabinet holding many secrets and devices for the black box. The flat, black box or square amplifies a noise of two humans speaking at an interview, laughing with the jokes that the short haired blonde can think of, giving them gifts of her famous name in gratitude of their appearance. Vanilla and lime cover the room with its intoxicating aroma hitting you as you walk through the metal sliding door. The walls are filled with the sky in its colour of a light blue. And a carpet of dreadlocked wool lays on the floor promising warmth once stepped on. The cold ice tiles line the room threatening to freeze any who do not sit upon the couch. A restless creature sits on the couch, looking up at you with beady eyes. The look that you could never say no to. It's multicolored in orange black brown and white blending in its soft fur. You sit on the couch and it pounces at you, licking every surface of your face and lightly cuddling up beside you, going to sleep. She skips to the woolen carpet, jumping onto the couch with a double bounce like a basketball. Not interrupting the family laughing with a roar of a lion. Watching the flat black box covering the wall where Ellen is interviewing a famous person called Chris Evans. Lucy enjoys the room, she loves how relaxing it is.