Closed Starter @lostatseattle for Eleanor
Jackson heard a knock at the door and knew it was Eleanor. They had agreed to get together this evening and have dinner while he watched the game. Jackson doubted she cared, but he had just spent the last half hour picking up his apartment because he didn’t want her to think he was a slob. He was a bachelor who now lived alone, and they were almost the same thing. “Hey! Find it okay?” he asked moving to let her in.
















