Cindy and Jack left for her house a few hours later. She noticed that Jack was carrying a small bag in his hand with a few things inside. She asked him what they were but he said they didn't matter at all.
They finally arrived at Cindy's house and as they made their way inside, Cindy was greeted by the same familiar smell that she came back to, every other day.
Jack looked around the house and said, "when you told me that your house was in disarray, I was expecting to see the whole place in a mess but it looks pretty much arranged to me."
Cindy stared at him for a moment before saying, "it turns out that I have a tiny bit of OCD in me. There's a certain way I arrange things in my house. Once they are not in that particular order, I feel like my house is in disarray."
Jack walked closer
