There was no lack in places to go, things to see, or activities to do, but sometimes there isn't a need for the extraneous. Sitting at the table, early morning light through wispy clouds, Isabella was munching away at a slice of toast, reading the daily news. Sure there was always something to read off of her phone, but if the paper kept getting delivered it might as well be perused before ending up in the recycling bin. Not too much terribly interesting stuff to read, box office openings, an article about a police investigation, and the usual fluff column about something or other. She folded the pages up and made her three-point toss into the blue bin in the corner, smacking off the wall before joining the other paper waste.

"Woah, nice shot. Should've joined the girl's basketball team back when." Matt said, walking into the dining room with his breakfast, a slice of toast, eggs, and a patch of hashbrowns. Isabella chuckled, wishing she still had the paper to roll up and whack his arm. Matt seated himself across from her, angling his chair slightly away from the table to stand up quickly. "Anything interesting? We could probably read the finance page for some 'investment magic' and maybe a laugh." Matt commented, cutting into his starchy hashbrowns. "Well, maybe we could sell some first editions we have and really ramp up our furniture or the car. Oh, and I would've tried for sports, but I think those medical and life classes helped a bit. Besides, who'd bandage you up after you and your boys went on some crazy outing?" Isabella replied, stealing Matt's fork and a piece of his meal, seeing him smirk and exhale his laugh through his nose. Their back and forth continued for several minutes before they went to clean their dishes and sit about the living room.

Matt was tossing a ball up and down in the air, staring up at the ceiling, quietly mumbling to himself. Isabella noticed he'd sometimes commentate on what he'd be doing, probably to keep focus. She watched her phone, intently watching a skillfully animated recap on a historical event, a popular medium for entertainment and learning in one. She stood up and purposely sat down on Matt's side as he was laying down on their couch with one earbud in his ear. "Oof, hi there. Trying to keep busy? Same here, thought about asking if you'd want to do something or go somewhere." Matt said, reaching up and arm to elevate himself to sit up, Isabella sliding off onto the seat beside him.

She fell onto his shoulder and snagged his dangling earbud up to hear what tunes were playing. Matt was listening to some indie song, the chorus repeating about burning stuff, but not in an anarchic way. It repeated after the last bit of instrumental and vocals died, Isabella realizing he was probably going to take a nap to pass time. She grabbed his phone, no protest from her wolf as she browsed his music collection, finding a playlist of some energetic beats. Matt intercepted her hand and unplugged the earpieces and raised the volume, setting his device down on the table. "Care for a dance, miss?" Matt jested, the song not being exactly right for a swing about the living room. Isabella stood up and took his hand, grinning before her joking reply and acceptance of his hand. "Why, my good sir, you'd ask ME to dance?"

The two twisted and turned about their space, laughing, traipsing over each others feet and tails every so often. They sat back down after what must've been an hour or two of silliness, laughing and gesturing about their activity. Their eyes locked and was held by smiling and hand-holding, they kept their gaze before Matt blinked. "A-ha! You blinked first!" Isabella exclaimed as Matt snickered, Isabella tapping his nose with a finger and laughing. Matt playfully growled and lunged, Isabella wrapping her arms around his back as they crashed onto the throw pillows. They held each other for a long few moments before sitting up, arms still wrapped. "Don't ever change, you big goof! But if you did I'd still love you!" Isabella said, voice toning down as she watched Matt move a hand to her chin. "But if I don't change I'd start to smell." He jokingly replied, seeing Isabella mouth a surprised response as she kissed him and they sat together. The whole day passed quickly, but the two sat, making small talk, finally retreating to their room, joy following them to the night's end.

This YCH was done by: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/smoknash/

Matt and Isabella are Mine