You were inside, in your room, folding laundry while watching your girlfriend Abby, do chores outside from the window. It was oddly domestic, and you loved it. You could see your guy's dog, Alice, herding the sheep into the barn from a distance. It was a pretty, sunny day outside and the weather was just right. Not too hot, not too cold. You're folding one of Abby's flannels, and glance out the window to see Abby looking at you with a smile. She gives you a little wave, before wiping the sweat off her forehead and going back to her chores.