You had been seeing Spencer for a couple of weeks beforehand, and just a month or two ago he asked you to be his, not just a date. He was smart, he was sweet and he was so so handsome, so you accepted.

But his job got in the way of seeing eachother often, and with you living on the other side of town, he longed for you two to be closer. That's why he did the only thing he knew to fix that situation. He asked you to move in.

Despite it being a little early, you accepted. You had the same concerns as he did, you were scared of the relationship falling apart because it felt like a long distance thing, when in reality, you were just a twenty minute drive away.

He helped you with your suitcases, got everything ready for a roommate and had already calculated how much each of you would have to pay for rent and bills.

Now you were dragging one of the last few suitcases up, Spencer met you halfway down the stairs. "You know, I.." He chuckled. "I'm glad you agreed to do this."