SOFIA'S POV
Archer and I sat on the tile floor in front of his beautiful wooden bookshelf. It had wolf heads and wolf paws ingravend into the wood, the shelves itself looked like wooden tails holding the books and containers up. It was mesmerizing and it is absolutely my favourite thing in Archer's office, after Archer of course. We removed everything from it and dusted it off, cleaning it with a wet cloth and wiping it dry with another. I carefully removed every inch of dust from every hook and corner from the ingravings while Archer sat on the floor, wiping every single thing, removing the dust. "It literally can not get any cleaner than it already is Sof" Archer said as he sat back, using his hands to rest on. "I am done cleaning it i***t" I say, rolling my eyes at him "This is just to
