Part 42 : Love starts

When we reached Christopher's place, he tossed his car keys on the table in front of the couch in the most coolest way ever and maybe it sounded strange for some but he looked so hot when he did that.

His television was on the whole time, perhaps he forgot to turn it off when he left his place.

"You didn't tell me you moved to a different apartment?" I asked him as I scanned around the place like a freaking robot trying to see the mess inside the apartment that was giving me a headache, does he know how to clean and tidy his own place?

There were used and dirty clothes on the floor and dirty bowls on the kitchen counter so he's a pig.

He laid on the couch with his legs crossed then he patted the empty seat next to him, signaled me to join him. I shook my head and he raised his brows at me, "You need clean this place, it smells like someone died in here." I complained with my arms waving like a mad mother that was ready to give him a little scolding for being a pig.