Edward
I was glad I had managed to get Connor out of the house. I wasn't really expecting us to come to my house today. He didn't even tell me he had cleaners coming over and that we had to leave until five minutes before they arrived.
Dealing with my contracts and the negotiations of changing teams at home was far too stressful. The house was always filled with people and Dad spoke like he had a megaphone implanted in his throat. Pa didn't help; he was always giggling like a turkey.
Therefore I had just found working at my house to be more efficient. I knew no one would come and mess up my study if not for me. If I left a pencil there it would stay that way and Dad couldn't come in and neaten things up because it was far too messy for his liking.
