While in the pod, Juno closed her eyes, tossing one leg over the edge as she tried not to think about the sheer amount of crap - not shitty crap, lovely crap - she had to haul up to the fourth floor. When Marco mentioned doing that very thing Juno groaned.
"No. Too much stuff. I never had this much stuff. I live here now. Join me in the pod life, Stitch. Let's be two peas in a pod."