“Are you sure about finding a place of your own, though?”
Archer really doesn’t have anything to do other than make me question all of the decisions I have already been sure of. Whenever I tell him something, he always asks “Are you sure?” and, boy, that also makes me think twice about the decisions I made.
Damn him.
I gave him a look and he just shrugged.
“I was just trying to be sure that you can live on your own now,” he said, raising his hands in surrender as if I already busted what he really wanted to mean.
Again, I looked at him and he just grinned. I rolled my eyes and shook my head and I continued to look into the apartments and residential buildings near my studio. I have lived in Paris for a year alone, did he actually forget about that?
I am so tired of proving that
