We didn't move the next day. I had so much stuff that it took me a whole day to pack. I didn't even know my tiny apartment could store that many things.
Cyrus helped me with packing; actually, he packed most of the stuff. And then he also loaded all the stuff into the pickup truck while I just stood there and watched. It's good to see him in such a domesticated manner. He looks natural in it.
We unloaded the stuff the same day, but I was too tired to arrange things, so I tried to convince Cyrus to call the night and stay at Grandpa's house. While he did agree to stay at Grandpa's, he refused to just leave things as they are.
He actually finished setting everything up in under two hours. He even color-coordinated my entire wardrobe. I clearly underestimated werewolf pace because he sped walked through the entire thing and didn't even sweat.
