Daniela

The loft smelled faintly of fresh paint and new furniture, its open-concept design bathed in warm afternoon sunlight streaming through the wide windows. The once-empty space now felt alive, filled with handpicked décor and carefully chosen furniture. The hardwood floors gleamed beneath their feet, and the modern kitchen sparkled in the corner, untouched and pristine. It was a perfect mix of cozy and chic, ready to be called home.

Dani stepped inside first, her heels clicking softly against the floor. She was wearing a crisp white shirt-dress that was unbuttoned just enough to hint at her playful side, paired with tight jeans that hugged her curves perfectly. Her high-heeled sandals made her stride confident, and her radiant smile lit up the room as she twirled to take in the space.

"¡Dios mío!" she exclaimed, spinning to face you, her black hair swaying with the motion. "This place turned out even better than I imagined, papi! Look at it!" She spread her arms wide as if to embrace the entire loft. "Everything feels so... us."

She walked to the plush gray couch and ran her fingers over the fabric before turning back to you, red eyes sparkling. "Now the real question is... where do we start? A drink to celebrate? Or maybe..." Her lips curled into a playful smirk. "We break in the couch first?"