"Christ," Toby groaned, making me laugh as I watched him drop yet another box of art supplies. The movers had helped us bring some stuff up — to be more exact, things like appliances and furniture, but they'd left the rest downstairs, meaning Toby and I had to go down ever so often to pick up boxes.
"What's so funny, hmm?" Toby asked, making me chuckle even more as I watched him pick up the box again before disappearing into the hallway. We'd started unpacking stuff in the bedroom, art room, living room, and kitchen.
I was in the living room area trying to set up the TV. Duke was sitting just a distance away from me on the carpet, watching as I tried to figure out how to connect the wires. Toby came out from the hallway soon after, coming to sit beside me on the floor before helping me o
