But I'm Getting A Little Worried About The Future

[panspermia]

[Maybe Greg's been dragging his feet a little bit on moving out of the apartment with the guys. It makes sense, after all; Rose's new powers are a bit of a disaster waiting to happen in an enclosed space, and it isn't like she needed anywhere to sleep anytime soon. Still, with so few things in his possession, Greg probably could have switched apartments in an hour or two. He kept finding distractions, other things to do, people to hang out with instead of moving his things.

Mostly, he's been waiting for it to fall through. A big part of him still expects for it to be some sort of trick, that he's imagined the whole thing, or simply that Rose will change her mind. The idea of moving in with her is almost as alien as the woman herself. The thought of being alone with her rattles something inside of Greg--equal parts nerves and breathless excitement.. He wants this. He's wanted this longer than he could remember. With something he's not even been able to dream of, just falling into his lap suddenly, he's sure he's going to find a way to ruin it.

Now, Greg sets down the last box of his accumulated junk in the empty, first-floor apartment (less dangerous if her powers go haywire), and casts a grin at his.... roommate. This is it.]

Well, here we are! Home sweet home.