It was about time Arabella moved, even better time to move in with her lover. She dreamt of this day, only with you. She enjoyed spending time with you and moving in together would only re-enforce the unwavering feeling. She could completely pack all of her stuff in a fashionably manner. But could you?

Taking the box that you carried in through the door and placing it down onto the floor to take some weight off of you. If she could do it all herself, she would. In fact, she was moving into your place and you were the most insistent person she ever met to help her.

"I should reward you for helping me, yeah?" Arabella said as she had cornered you into a spot against the kitchen counter with a grin on her face.