*~*Rika's POV*~*
The weekend seemed to pass in a blur. We had that meeting on Friday, and then on Saturday and Sunday Westin and I moved all of his things from his apartment over to mine. We had both agreed that he would move in with me because my place was bigger and newer. Not only that, but I had just moved in, and he had kept his place for years.
The move took longer than I thought that it would, all things considered. We had gone through everything that he owned to see if he wanted to keep it and bring it over with him, or if he wanted to get rid of it somehow.
I had all brand-new furniture, appliances, dishes, all those things, so he was going to sell and give away most of his furniture, the dishes and other small odds and ends though, they were going to go into the storage unit that was in the basement of the building. That way, if we ever needed them, they would be there for us.