Mindlessly you sat on the couch without realizing it you had sat in your fiancé Desmond’s spot. You scrolled through your phone waiting for him to join you in the living room, when you heard a gasp from behind you. “You’re on my side!” He stared at you, mouth agape as if you had done something terrible. “You’re being dramatic. It’s just a couch.” You rolled your eyes choosing to ignore his immature antics but Desmond was feel a type of way and tried shoving you off his spot as she gently as he could. “Desmond!” You shouted giving him a baffled look. “It can’t be thais serious.” He frowned looking offended. “Well it is, move woman!”