The next entire week, Brandon spent on shifting, repainting a few balls with Megan and then decorating his house by going shopping with Sophia, who had taken the role of his aunt in front of me.
She had also talked to Killian behind his back and brought over all of his stuff from the storage.
Everything had been put together with a lot of thoughts and decoration rules according to Sophia. They were no contrast colours, everything connected to one another, and decor was kept simple because he likes to keep it minimal. Apart from that, if anything broke, Brandon would not feel much about it.
Nonetheless, Brandon had to agree on one thing, this apartment seemed better than any of the places he had ever stayed in. It was home.
"Oh my god," Megan said loudly, in an exasperated voice before she sat down on the sofa, the new sofa, with a loud thump. "I am so deadly tired. Thank God, it's a Saturday tomorrow, otherwise, I would not survive the next day."
