Mirage’s P.O.V
“Why should we go to your room again?” I narrowed my eyes at Alex, who only answered with a grin.
“Because it’s bigger and has a built-in closet.”
“Say no more.” I grinned. “I’m calling dibs on the right side.”
“Heyyy…That’s not fair!” He pouted.
“Life’s not fair, my mate.” I shrugged my shoulders after that philosophical input. “We are simply moving in.”
“Simply?” He lifted the two large bags from the floor for emphasis. “If this is your definition of simple…”
“Well, I didn’t go shopping for all those things, did I? You spoiled me!”
“That’s true. It’s all my fault.”Alex sighed as he looked around the room almost in nostalgia. “This room will still be yours though.”
“Why?” I frowned. “This room could go to someone who might need it later on.”
“Well,” he shrugged. “For starters, I might just act like an arrogant, possessive prick sometimes and you’ll still have a place where you can go to, so you can shut the door on my face from time to time.”