Fired!

"Having her come over will only complicate things more," Doe says.

"It is already complicated. What can be worse?" I add, kissing her on the lips.

Doe starts to dump my clothes into a bag. "We can't change Olivia's decision. Help me now, will you?" she commands.

I disconnect my desktop and pull out some boxes. We finally manage to pack everything in less than an hour. "We better scout for an apartment and leave my things here," I suggest.

"No, just load them in my car," counters Doe. "I think I saw an apartment ad on the way to Linda's."

"It appears there are a couple close by," I say.

Where do we decide to go first?

You have 1 choice: