Moving the final box out of the room, Matt shuffled his feet in front of the bay window that Gordo and he had just uncovered.
"Miranda, Quick!" Miranda scurried up the set of stairs, wondering what her boyfriend was calling her so urgently for. When she reached the second floor, her mouth dropped open and she wordlessly walked to the window, unaware of everything else around her.
Matt snuck up behind her and silently slid his arms around her waist, resting his chin in the crook of her neck.
"I can't believe this view! What else is up here that we didn't know about? We didn't pay enough for a place like this."
"Well sweetie, there's another full bathroom, a huge walk-in closet…it's pretty much a master bedroom suite. I already patched up that spot in the roof. I also moved the boxes out of here with Gordo and we found some pretty nice wood floors underneath. I'm gonna unpack my stuff."
"Your stuff," Miranda questioned.
"Well yeah, I'm fixing the room, shouldn't I get to claim it as mine?"
"No! What if I wanted this as my room? Don't I get a say?"
"Well, I sure hope that we can learn to share. After all, the bathroom has two sinks on separate counters, we can have some space to ourselves. It can be like our own little studio apartment. I already ran it by Lizzie and Gordo." As Matt finished explaining his idea, he turned to his girlfriend with an entirely innocent and hopeful look on his face.
"Matt, I thought that you said that we shouldn't live together because temptation would be too much."
"Miranda, to know you is temptation, let alone being in the same apartment. Over our time together, I've realized that no matter what, you will always be the one. Whether we decide to go with it or not is the only thing that can change."
"Okay, when do I move in?"
"Really! You'll do it? You'll live up here with me!" Instead of answering his question again, Miranda simply wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer for a slow kiss. "I'll take that as a yes, if that's alright with you." Miranda simply pulled him in again, causing them to loose their balance and fall back on a mattress that Matt had uncovered just before she had come upstairs.
"Well, if that's not a sign…" Matt started. Miranda just looked at him before giving him a playful shove and started laughing.
"You pervert. If we do do this, you are not aloud to be a nympho, okay?"
"Alright, Miranda, alright. Anyway…since I fixed the roof, I can fix the floor tomorrow, and we have to sort out all of these boxes."
"All of a sudden, they both heard giggling coming from the stairs. As the two of them sat up on the mattress and looked over to find Lizzie and Gordo cracking up at the top of the stairs.
"Well the two of you are laying down, semi-wrestling on a bed bickering like an old married couple and Miranda, you're telling Matt here that even though you will be living together and sharing a room, let alone a bed, he better not be perverted enough to want sex. It's insane to think that would work!"
"She does have a point, Matt." As Miranda said that, she was struggling not to laugh herself. "Listen to us! We sound like a couple that's been married for fifty years!"
"They're ones to talk. Their entire lives have been spent with them flirting with one another. What's gonna happen with them living together!"
"My cute, adorable boyfriend does have a point," Miranda continued. She then got up and walked towards her two best friends and soon to be roommates. "Now, why don't you two help us look through these boxes? The sooner we sort through this, the sooner we can sell the stuff we don't need."