Beowulf Descriptive Writing

As I sit in a dimly lit room of my penthouse I look past the large movie that is projected onto the large windows and out into the night. I see the many apartments and skyscrapers obstructing my view and hiding the stars of the night sky. Rain softly hits the windows and I feel a moment of total utter peace. My legs lay on the hard oak coffee table in front of me, giving me a cool sensation on my legs. Even though it's warm in the room I lie under a soft blanket with my boyfriend and we happily watch an old movie together. Ace Ventura, a classic. My boyfriend, Brett, and I laugh loudly at the ridiculousness of the movie. He holds me close, I feel warm and happy and safe. The sofa we sit on is red and fuzzy. It's a little lumpy but only because we've had it for so long. A bag of chips and a small bowl filled with dip sits between
Picture frames sit in front of the books inside the frames hold pictures of old friends and family, along with new ones. A table and two chairs are placed to the right of the bookshelf. The table and chairs are a matching pair with metal bars to hold them up and black accents on the table top and the backs of the chairs. A intricate glass vase sits on top of the table filled with bright red tulips that I snagged from my grandmas garden before moving here. Some of their petals are turning maroon and are beginning to wilt, I should water them soon. Behind the couch and out of view is where the kitchen is. It's small and cozy with two stars leading up to it. An island is in the very center, with marble table tops and various kitchen intensional strewn about. The large windows merge into warm cream colored walls that match the red and black aesthetic of the rest of the house. Two black bar stools are placed by the island, their backs to the couch. Three lights hang over the kitchen, almost like the ones in the living room except these are fixed to the