"You are a godsend, Alfie Haywood. I'm Grant Middleton. I think I'll just have everything hang out in the living room for the time being." He gave Alfie an appreciative smile and followed the new acquaintance over to the truck. That's when he realized most of this stuff he didn't even ask the movers to pack up! Mom. He groaned to himself. Like he didn't have enough random furniture to move, but his mom had apparently filled in pieces she felt like her son needed when he wasn't looking. Grant planned on just buying new furniture if he realized he forgot something. At this rate, he wouldn't have room for everything. "Orrrr I'll be having a yard sale."

"Across the country, thankfully. I'm hoping familial visits will be minimal," he gave a grin.