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Josie stands in the shower looking around the bathroom. She has had very little time to look around before this point, being too focused in looking after Archer. She can't help but notice that there is a his and hers of everything, the vanity is only filled to half with Archer’s possessions like he is waiting for his Luna to move in the very next day, the same as his closet. Josie really feels like she should talk to Archer and set his expectations a bit lower. Nathan is twenty-four and it would take a moving crew a day to sort his room enough for his Luna to move in. And that is even with Nathan’s desperate search, so isn't Archer just setting himself up for constant reminders and a glaring emptiness every single day? Josie looks at the toothbrush and hairbrush on the empty side, her h