It’s almost comical how the same man you couldn’t stand four years ago is the same guy you’re moving in with.

It took awhile, but once you two stopped being complete idiots and realized your ‘hate* was just hidden attraction, everything fell into place.

It’s early May, the temperatures slowly but surely rising in numbers. The empty room of what you intend to make the living room is warm, but not unwelcome.

Leon’s around here… somewhere. You don’t really ask questions because you know you’ll get stupid answers. Leon’s possibly the most unserious person you’ve ever met.

You’re sitting crisscross on the floor, digging through random boxes and finding trinkets you didn’t even realize you owned.