Tris & Four; The first year

Move – Words: 112

She had only been in her own apartment a few months, so he had no idea how she managed to accumulate so much stuff. There were boxes in the hallway, boxes in the bedroom, boxes strew through his entire, formally bare, apartment. Suddenly, it had gone from "his" place, to "their" place. It would take an adjustment, but this is what he wanted, wanted her here, waking up beside him every morning. Pulling him from his thoughts, Tris walked out of the bathroom, clad in just a robe a towel in her hand, drying her wet hair. He just stared at her. "What?" She questioned. Suddenly the boxes didn't seem so important.