A Blind Date

[Torri]

Torri mocked him his lack of familiarity with the times. Just to show off, she twisted around, unconscious of the gaping between shirt buttons, and reached for a small panel built in the side panel. There was a pleasant hum noise and the wall across from the sofa came to life.

It was of course what functioned as a modern day entertainment system. The home screen rippled like gently moving water as per Torri's setting-preference - it was soothing - until she transitioned the view to her favorite art collection. Wide, canvas-like textures displayed famous works of expressionism, art that stressed emotion of the artist rather than depicting the exact representation of nature. Saturated, vibrant colors suddenly flooded the room with a vibrancy it lacked before. There were similar rotations of personal photos, of course.

Now that they had something else to look at besides salmon pink walls, she turned back to him. "You're probably right about the colour, though, but if you think this is bad, you should see the wallpaper in the bedroom!"
As soon as she said it she clamped her mouth shut. Hopefully he didn't mistake her phrasing, but the wallpaper really was awful. She took a sip of tea. "Delivery should be here soon."