On getting to Asher's home, it was different from what I remembered. This house was smaller than the one I woke up on the day I got drunk.
‘You like It?’ Asher asked, referring to his house. He had gotten out of the car. He was walking towards the trunk to take down our bags.
‘yeah but this wasn't the house I remember.’ I replied walking to the trunk to help him with the bags.
‘it's fine.’ He replied holding the bags himself.
‘You moved?’ I asked, wanting to know why he left his beautiful mansion for a smaller one.
‘yeah. My mom broke into my house. I wanted to escape her.’ He took the bags and started walking towards the door.
‘let me help you open the door. What's the password?’ I wanted to help since he was holding our bags.
‘97865342.’ He replied.
‘Does it have any meaning be
