Roxy followed Devika into the house. She grabbed the stuff near the door. She hauled things out of the house. She carefully arranged them in the van. She didn't say a word. She simply kept moving things out until everything was in the van. Loading the van helped her vent some of the emotions that had built up. Unfortunately they had to climb into the van in order to get back to the city. As long as her and Devika had to be close her motorcycle wasn't going to be an option. Which meant that she would be dealing with those feelings more often. 

[color=blue]"Is that everything?"[/color] She asked once she thought she had the last box. She dreaded getting back in the van but the sooner they were back in the city the better. Once they reached her place they could figure out how to combine their lives. It wouldn't be easy but when had life ever been easy?