We managed to move nearly all my belongings from that bedroom to his within just thirty minutes. Smith took on most of the workload and, impressively, remained composed while I was left breathless, panting like a tired dog. Seeing my exhausted state, he gently told me to rest. Now, here I am, sitting on his bed, ready to sleep, while Smith has gone downstairs to inform his grandparents that their room is prepared and they can settle in comfortably. However, a minor issue has just occurred to me—where exactly am I going to sleep?
The couch? No way. It looks uncomfortable.
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