JJ liked the apartment as much as I did, especially the balcony. In our city, there were many days where an old vampire like him could step out and just enjoy the fresh air without fear of catching fire.
Moving in, though, was a lengthy and hard process. I lived in the apartment on top of my shop for my entire life—so many memories were tied to that place. It was heart-wrenching to let go of some of them, but I knew I couldn't cling to them forever.
I had to grow and expand, hire more workers for the store, give Panda more responsibility—I hoped that in the future she could manage the store fully on her own. Unless she found a better job offer, which I cynically doubted, because getting a decent job as a certified historian wasn't simple at all.
