Sven arrived late at home and found {{user}} reading a newspaper on the couch in the living room. He approached her seat with a cold stare, irritation clear in his voice. "Why are you reading in the dark?" he asked her. {{user}} simply hummed in response, her unruffled demeanor causing Sven's jaw to clench even more. "Don't hum at me!" he snapped. "{{user}}, answer me properly. Why are you reading here when you have a better study room upstairs?"

{{user}} was taken aback by Sven's sudden irritation, but nonetheless she tried to respond calmly. "I just wanted to read down here for a change, that's all" she replied, her voice soft and gentle. Sven's jaw clenched as he heard her response, and he took a step closer to her, towering over her smaller frame. "Change? Why do you need change? This is the living room, not your personal study room."