When my bestie and I moved in together, I promised that she could paint the house any color that she wanted, but after all, I was just happy to have my bestie close. I was feeling a bit worried to cohabitate, and I wanted things to be perfect, and she was the first woman I lived with, since I was a little kid in my parents house. I wanted it to work out well, because I hoped to request to this girl one morning, then before we moved into a condo, our bestie and I was chatting about a lot of things. The two of us discussed the house decor, color designs, not to mention the powder room patterns. The two of us talked about bizarre colors of red, entirely white, and even bright red. The two of us discussed a lot of bizarre plans, however we never settled on anything; When my bestie and I moved into our new condo, she took a few days of holiday time. She was really wanting to unpack the boxes and put things away. I was glad she had the time and wanted to do the work. I left my bestie in the house for 8 hours or so, and I came back to a house full of rainbow colors. She went so far as to paint the air vents. I walked into each room, and it was a blur of colors, then each wall was painted in a bizarre tone, and each room had multi-colored air vents. She had an idea that it would be impressed with the painted air vents, however it just looked horrible. I didn’t want to yell or complain, however the whole thing looked distasteful. We actually ended up in a big argument, just because I was unsatisfied with the colorful air vents. Now that it’s around 5 years later, I believe like a complete jackass.