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Mouse's P.O.V.

I keep getting these threatening letters. It seems whoever it is, is trying to spook me before they make a move. I don't recognize the handwriting as Rems. Which means either he had someone else write it or, the more likely one, someone else is behind it.

I've noticed Samuel has been spending more time with me. Like right now, he's sitting on my couch watching TV. He's also trying to talk me into letting him move in with me. I'm sticking with never. I don't have room for another person to live here. OK maybe I do, but I don't want him to know that.

My home is set up with a living room, my bedroom, a kitchen / dining room that's separated by a counter, one bathroom, and a room with a desk and book shelf. It's small and most people assume it's a closest. Because it's door looks like a Hall closet door. I don't think he knows it's a room and I rarely go in there anymore. I blame Shadow for always being here.

"Why not?" He wines. This conversation is staring to get in on my nerves. "We could be roommates!" He says. "And it could help solidify our story! It would be even easier." He says still wining. I really want to hurt him or something.

"No." I say changing the channel. He starts poking me. I take a deep breath to stop myself from punching. Lately I've been quicker to aggression. Maybe I do have some issues...

"I take a favor." He says tirumphently. At least I only owe him one favor now, but I don't want him here! I'm mentally wineing to myself. "Hey answer me!" He says shaking me.

"Ok, ok if you move in where would you sleep?" I ask him making him think. He opens his mouth to say something, but I cut him off by adding. "Your not sleeping in my bed." He closes his mouth and thinks a minute.

"May I look around?" He asks.

"Why would you do that? My apartment is a single person place or a couple sharing a bed. Which is not the case." I inform him. He rolls his eyes at me.

"We are a couple." He points out. I feel my face burn with embarrassment.

"We're a fake couple. So please don't bring that up and my parents want to meet you." I forgot about that until just now.

"When?"

"They weren't specific... Just to come over for dinner sometime." I say thinking.

"OK, you can make the plans and I'll look handsome." I glare at the side of his head. Why does he have to say things like that. he gets up and stretches.

"Where are you going?" i ask him as he heads toward the hall.

"To the bathroom." he says happily. I don't understand why he'd be happy about that. He comes back pouting.

"What's wrong?" I ask him feeling confused.

"You lied." He says sounding hurt.

"I did?" What did I lie about?

"You said there wasn't any place for me. You have a small room that's basically empty!" He crys out.

"Oh, ya... I forgot about that?" I say sounding more like a question.

Next day

It didn't take long for Samuel to find my reading room. Turns out he went searching and not to the bathroom.

He's been going on about how he's going to get a futon as a bed in there. His reason as to why is because a bed would take up to much room. He is excited to be moving in, and also discided that we are splitting the rent.

I can't believe he talked me into letting him move in. Luckly for me I now only owe him one favor. Sadly he still has one favor. I really don't like owing people favors. Though Samuel seems to be happy. Of course he also invited Alexander and his girlfriend over for dinner.

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