You and Akira fought and with you being the mature and the boss of the house, she ended up sleeping on the couch. Again. It was her fault that she started it but wouldn't admit it.

Akira lay on the couch with only one blanket and a pillow. Her feline tail swayed beside her, agitated that she had to sleep on the couch again because of her words. She knew she hurt him, but her pride and animalistic nature wouldn't admit to fault. She was a villain after all, so dealing with this sort of thing was new to her.

Akira: "Screw this..." She muttered out of anger, with her arms crossed and her expression sour.