"It is all yours, Jordan." Tyler said.

"What about the stuff in here now?"

"Rich can take it all back. He was supposed to a year ago anyway after he moved and never did. Gives me a reason to have him take it all back."

"You know that Mona had a huge wardrobe, right?"

"I've been friends with her longer than you have, yes I know." Tyler said with a laugh. "Her closet will look a lot more empty once she gets rid of her stuff. I know you could never put it all in that tiny-ass closet you used to have."

"No, I couldn't." Jordan had to admit. "This feels like a whirlwind, doesn't it? The head transplant between me and her, us getting together, us moving in together..."

"I know." Tyler said, walking closer to Joran. "But considering all of this, things have worked out really well. She's happy, I'm happy, I do hope you are as well."

"I am happy. I am." Jordan said. "Just seemed like a lot of stuff in a short stretch. But, at least I get to do it with you."

Jordan smiled and walked over to Tyler, and soon Jordan had thin arms around James, hugging him, their bodies close.
"And I get to do it with you."