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Who: @esanders Where: Eric's Mansion
"I'm sorry."
She stood there at his door, arms hugged around herself as if she couldn't wait for his arms to get there first, her hair was unstyled and her face streaked with tears already cried despite a lack of make up. Jesse's words still stung like he'd cut them into her, welling up her worst fears like cruor from beneath her skin.
"I think I can't help but hurt the people I love."
who: @zachreeve where: Eric's Mansion
She hadn't expected to see anyone at Eric's, but a vaguely familiar vehicle in the driveway had caught her attention as she'd pulled up, car full of the several garment bags that made up the new wardrobe she'd purchased him in Italy. Arms full with one hand holding the hangers securely and the other supporting the bottoms of the bags like a bride about to cross the threshold, she'd run the bell with an elbow. Only it wasn't the housekeeper who answered, but a familiar face with a very unfamiliar hair colour attached to it.
"Zach! What a surprise!"
Who: @angstfactory Where: Eric's Mansion
Well. This was an interesting turn on events. Stood there, struck a little dumb by the entirely unexpected appearance of a woman wearing Eric's robe, answering his door when she come for their increasingly regular morning runs. Dressed in her cutest pair of little shorts and the matching sports bra, she'd pulled her hair back the way she knew he liked, because he liked to watch her ponytail swing when she jogged.
"And who do you think you are?" Jealousy reared it's giant green head, hardening the line of her jaw as she eyed the pretty blond. "Where's Eric?"
