A few hours after Jared received the messages from Jensen, and finally read the messages from Misha, he put two and two together and almost exploded.

MISHA IS MOVING IN NEXT DOOR?! HE'S HERE?! RIGHT NOW?! RIGHT NEXT TO MY OWN HOUSE?! WHY DO I HAVE TO BE AT WORK RIGHT NOW?!

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Misha walked into the house with Rich. "You picked a good place, Rich."

"I know I did," Rich responded with a smirk before yawning. "I think we should blow up air mattresses for tonight and start moving stuff in, in the morning."

Misha nodded and yawned, stretching. "I'll go get them." He walked out the house and went to the Uhaul and opened it. Using his phone's flashlight, he got in and squeezed through the furniture and boxes and finally found the air mattresses. He carried them out and jumped out the truck then closed it.

He put his phone away and when he looked over at the house next door, he noticed some guy sitting on the porch, smoking and watching him. He blushed lightly and waved slightly awkwardly, earning a smirk and a wave back. He looked down at the two small boxes and quickly picked them up and hurried into the house.

That guy looked so familiar... I don't know why though... I've never seen him before... I don't think.