Keep It In

While Nukea and the boys walk around the apartment to make sure everything we bought yesterday was correctly delivered, Rahul, Hellen and I sit down on the new couch to sign the necessary papers and make the payment.

"Nukea, come here," I call her a few seconds later. When she approaches us, I hand her a pen and show her the papers, "You have to sign this. The apartment is in your name. You're going to keep all the paperwork."

"Okay, I-I understand," she replies looking somewhat stunned, but she sits next to me and signs her name on the contract anyway.

Rahul tells her a couple of things about the building and when it's all over, we walk to the door to register the Winters’ fingerprints on the front lock.

"Theo, you too," Nukea tells me once they finish. Everyone turns to look at me, waiting for me to respond or do something. I start to sweat under their stares, "Register your finger."

I don't want to.

I don't want to know I have such easy access to this place and I don't like the