Moving home with Mitch was so much leisure as we were gisting about lots of things. It feels as if I met her years back because our conversation flew well. We arrived at the small apartment after trekking for a good fifteen minutes. It was painted pink and everything inside existed pink in color, a regular girl's room.
It has a big sitting room with a small table in the middle and foams to sit on while eating. A small television was placed on a stool, just like the one mum and I was using at home and it has two rooms.
"That's my late grandmother's room and I've cleared it, you can be using it," she said and I appreciated her
"But we will be sharing the sitting room, the kitchen, and the restroom" she announced
The house looked okay, though it's nothing to correlate with Taylor's man
