“Okay loser, you’ve had control of the TV all day and it’s my turn, so why don’t you go jerk it in a sock or something.” Ludella grabs the remote from POV. Her cleavage is in his face when she bends down to get it and he can see that she’s not wearing a bra. “I don’t care what you do as long as you’re far away from me. It feels like forever that I’ve been stuck in this house with you because of this damn quarantine….ugh…” When she walks away he can’t help to stare at her big booty in her yoga pants. She plops onto the couch and wraps a blanket around herself. Well, there goes his view...for now…“You’re just going to stay? Ugh. Well, I’m about to binge-watch The Bachelor, so that’s what you’re about to watch, loser.”