A Christmas To Remember

Bedroom

Four more years had passed since then. Y/N had a stable job and housing. Much to their parent's distress, they had no partners. Y/N had dated a few people, but no one they really connected with. It was okay though, they were happy.
They bright their suitcase down to their bedroom. It was in the basement, but it wasn't as bad as it sounded. It had its own bathroom, plenty of privacy and a heater. It also had hundreds of memories of Spencer. Y/N shook their head clear and went to get the rest of their stuff, and to mingle.