“He has too many watches already. Even if you bought him a new one, he probably would never wear it. It would be a waste of money. So don't bother." With that, he took her hand and dragged her out of the men's section.

“Then what should I get Niles?" Blair asked.

“Nothing,” answered Wesley.

“Wesley, that's a little rude, don't you think? Giving him rent money would seem a Little off. I honestly think I should at least give him a gift." Blair planned on buying Niles a gift while they were picking out gifts for Wesley's parents and his grandfather, but he was very much against it.

He was still very insistent Blair should buy nothing for his brother.

“I was the one who let you live in his apartment. If there's anyone you need to pay, it's me. You've already gotten me a razor, so we're even now. Stop worrying about Niles, will you? He doesn't need anything. You taking over his apartment is none of his business," Wesley said sternly.

"That doesn't even make any sense!’ Blair thought. She knew well enough there was no winning this argument, so she just dropped it.

She and Wesley then went to the cinema and saw a New Year's movie.

Blair was still thinking about the movie as they were leaving the theater. She was so into it, and was pretty upset about how the movie ended.

“I just wish the male lead didn't die. The female lead would have left the city for the countryside, and they could still have lived happily ever after."

“I beg to disagree. Living together is different from dating. Soon enough, they'll grow tired of each other. If they're not the perfect cut for each other, they soon will have to end things between them,"

Wesley replied.

That took her by surprise. ‘Who would have thought that remark came from someone who had never been in a relationship and loathed women?‘ she mused.

Wesley's family had gone to their respective bedrooms by the time he and Blair got home. The Lights in the living room were Left on for them.

Wesley took Blair upstairs.

"This one, this one, and that one are all available. You can choose whichever room you want," he said as he pointed at the rooms.

“Which one is yours?" she asked.

He jutted his chin to indicate where his bedroom was.

"I'll stay in the room next to yours," Blair decided.

“The room next to mine is the storage room," he said. He wasn't home most of the time, so he chose to stay in a quiet room, somewhere far from the stairs.

"Oh, okay. Then I choose this one." She picked another room.

She chose the one next to Niles’. Wesley pushed the door open and turned the Lights on for her.

"Go brush your teeth and wash your face.

I'll prepare the bed for you," he said. That room was the one Cecelia hoped Blair would stay in. Fresh bed sheets were already placed inside the closet. The only thing she needed to do was to make the bed.

“Huh? No, no, thank you. It's okay. I can make my own bed. You must be very tired. It's getting late. You can go and sleep now," Blair responded, quite eager to decline Wesley's offer.