[Johan's POV]
"Come on in. Sorry it's a bit messy. I only clean on the weekends."
"It's fine. I'm just the same," Johan said as he entered Jerome's condo unit. It was a studio type. Small but perfect for a single person. He put down his bag on a chair and groaned in relief, rolling his shoulder blades.
"What do you even have in there? Your entire house? You looked like you just runaway from home," Jerome chided.
"Not really. I'm just used to bringing a lot of stuff when traveling."
"Shouldn't you have booked a hotel first before your travel? That way, you can just leave your belongings in a hotel before you roam around in the city. I'm surprised that bag hasn't dislocated your shoulders. You've been carrying it for hours."
