"Yeah, I didn't want to move either." Angie shrugged. Her flat had been a refuge. Not just for her, but for a host of friends who needed somewhere to land when things weren't going well or they just needed a break. She supposed the townhouse might be that during the school year still, but knew they had to get settled first. This was their new home, like it or not, and she had to figure it out.

Closing the door behind them, Ang looked around at the impersonal walls and bland decor. It was standard, basic, hopefully she could make it feel more like home, in time. "I can take you back to the manor to get more of your things, but I only grabbed essentials this time." Basic furniture, clothes, a few other things that looked worn and therefore hopefully important. She didn't know enough about him to really pick and choose anything else.

It would have to be soon, the sale had gone through last week and they had until the end of next week to get everything out. Angie had cleared a lot of it out, sold a lot of things, was leaving quite a bit of furniture and larger items for the people moving in, but she still had to go through their parents' rooms and she wasn't sure she wanted to. She also though Connor might want some of the things too. "Listen, I get it, it's going to take some adjusting." Angie was still adjusting. Rebekah and Marius had abandoned them both and now she had to pick up the pieces. It was hard not to try and place all of the blame on them, but Ang knew Connor probably didn't want to hear it, either.