2. Stealing Erik's undergarments and cuddling them is not appropriate.
I sat at my organ, composing my newest piece of music when I heard the door creak open. I sighed. "Isabella, what did I say about coming in my room without permission?" I said. I got no reply, so I turned around only to see that no one was there. I shrugged and got up to close the door. Must've been the wind.I thought to myself. I returned to the organ, and continued my work. I was so into my music that by the time I stopped, I was almost done. I got up, and noticed that my one of the drawers on my dresser was open. I dismissed it, thinking I had left it like that this morning. I left the room and was in the kitchen getting some wine, when I heard Isabella in her bedroom saying something. I left the wine bottle on the counter and walked to her door so I could press my ear against it. "It's like roses! I bet that's why he smells so good…" I quickly stepped back a few feet, not wanting to know what she was doing in there. I opened the door anyway, determined to find out. What I saw was something I never want to see again. Isabella was lying on my bed with a couple of pairs of underwear with her. She had one on her head, and she was cuddling with another pair. "Why, may I ask, do you have my undergarments with you?!" I yelled. She sat up and quickly hid the one she was cuddling under the covers. "Nothing! Um, what are you doing in my room?!" She yelled back. I sighed. "Technically, it's my bedroom. You're just borrowing it for awhile." She ran towards me and stopped with her face peering up at mine (I was quite a bit taller than her). "Get out!" I laughed. I knew she couldn't hurt me, and with that, I picked her up by the neck and threw her at the wall. There she lay, dead, with a pair of my underwear still on her head. I walked over to her body and picked it off. "And that's what you get for taking Erik's stuff." I walked back to my room, picking up the wine on the way.