I was carrying my box back to my apartment, I had just come up the last stairs when I stopped, my car didn’t have any AC and was old and useless, kind of what I felt like right now, sweating and panting at the end of the stairs, leaning in the doorway when I walked the last part back. my door was open making me frown, there wasn’t a party going on this hour and I walked over with the box still in my hands and peeked inside not knowing what to expect, just that I was holding my breath since Jonah hadn’t answered me back.
I gasped looking inside, almost dropping the box, its was beautiful, the whole place was covered in flowers, freaking roses, everywhere and my furniture was back, like they never had left at all.
I just walk inside, looking around, gawking, still holding the box when I he
