You were moving. And you had so many things and so many boxes, that you had to get the two boys to help you out.

König and Ghost were both going back and forth, up and down the stairs, carrying the heavy boxes from your room.

König placed another box down by the front door, sighing quietly as he looked around the room full of boxes.

"Jesus Christ, luv. How do you have so much shit?" Ghost asked with a heavy sigh, wiping sweat off of his forehead with the back of his arm.