Writer's pov

Mrs Grassi did a final check on the pillow walls she's built and smirked.

Just then her husband walked out of the bathroom and stopped on his track when he saw the walls his wife has set, a frown appeared on his face as he walked closer and sat at the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"It's obvious" she curtly answered.

"I mean why are you setting a wall on our bed?" he asked again, nodding at the pillows.

Mrs Grassi scoffed, laid down and pulled the blanket over her head.

"You can sleep on the couch if you don't like the walls...