Cherik with 34.? 😳
Hey! Thank you for the suggestion :) I hope you will like this, it’sslight crack though.
“We live together. You can’t blame this on anyone else” Erik spoke, eyeing the mess in front of him. To be more specific, the mess of books, notebooks, paper, pens. Everything that normally belonged in an office, on a desk, a tidied one.
However, this was Charles’ office room and it was a complete mess. Erik understood now why he wasn’t allowed in there. Or at least not without Charles’ permission.
“I like it this way, it’s organised and the wind probably blew some stuff of my desk via the window” Charles protested as he stood right in the middle of the room facing Erik who was standing in the doorway.
“You call that organised” Erik said, arching an eyebrow. Walking further into the room, avoiding tumbling over the many books splayed out on the ground.