Harlow POV
"Will, why are there boxes stacked all over our apartment?" I asked groggily as I stumbled to the kitchen for coffee.
"You said we were moving, I'm packing." She stated as she zipped by me with another box in tow.
"I mentioned last night that we would be moving soonish… Did you even sleep last night?" This girl was baffling.
"I squeezed in a few hours and then I ran down to the shop as soon as they opened this morning and grabbed us coffee and all the empty boxes they had, it was delivery day so we lucked out." She was now shouting at me from the loft and I could hear the distinct thumping of clothing hitting cardboard.
Bitch was packing my closet.
"Stop packing my clothes, we have a month to get moved." I chastised her, then took a long hard pull on my iced latte, I w
