#ft;eric

[autumnonheels]

->❤️❤️Eric❤️❤️

[sent 7.15 am]: So, I feel like we might have some talking to do. 🫠

@esanders

[aspenreynolds]

Who: @esanders Where: Los Angeles, MGM Studios

"Eric?!" Aspen had been sat in her chair at the table for a while, making sure her make up and hair remained perfect while she waited to find out which A list hunk was going to be her James Bond. What she hadn't expected was her friend's ex-husband to come strolling through the door looking... admittedly... pretty good. The gym had done him all sorts of favours. It was torture to not be able to pull out her phone and tell it to text Ronnie.

"Oh my gosh. Ronnie is going to fucking freak out!" Looking over at her manager with a shake of her head, she gave a little wave in his direction. "Did you know we know each other? He just moved to my hometown! Oh man, that's gunna go so hard in interviews." The idea coming to her just as fast as the rest of the thoughts that ran through her head at highway speeds. Pushing back from the table, she got up to come around and throw her arms around him in a big, tight, hug. Like old friends, despite her usual distaste for him and his distaste of Ronnie. "You look... so good. This is going to be so much fun!"

[birchrcse]

Who: @esanders Where: Birch's house, Poppy Court

[I want to dig up your yard.]

It had been entirely random as it'd popped up on her phone, and for a moment it had taken her a second to realize the context. It was Eric, of course, the scab on her forearm a still lingering reminder of their war with the chicken wire that had resulted in a surprisingly nice looking reindeer.

So, she'd sent him her address and started a press of coffee, the baby gate put up to keep Wilbur in the bedroom so he couldn't make yet another great escape. Far too clever for his own good. "Now you be on your best b'haviour, y'hear, Mister?" Crouched down she pointed an accusatory finger at the rapidly growing piglet. "If it weren't for your antics this nice man wouldn't need'ta be comin' over here'ta do manual labour."

Answering the door and waving him inside, Birch directed him across the cozy little living room to the large and well equipped mostly antique kitchen. "Welcome to my humble abode. Right through that way is the best cup'a coffee you ever had, guaranteed."

[aggierobshaw]

kiss, marry, fight: eric, elio, ducky

"Okay, a silly game is nice.

Um... I'd Kiss Elio, because I feel like he'd turn it into art somehow, like inspiration...

I'd marry Ducky, because he seems like he'd make a truly wonderful husband. John-Paul is a super lucky guy.

And I don't think I'd fight Eric... how about friend him instead?"

@esanders @erusso @duckyisms

[autumnonheels]

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."

[autumnonheels]

Where: Main Street When: Before the parade Who: @esanders

"I knew you'd look great in red." Hands playing with the ends of the Cavaliers red scarf she'd, surprisingly easily, talked him into wearing to match her at the festivities, matching the authentic red and white pom poms she'd gifted to Vivienne before they'd left. Though they'd been left in the car for safety. Lifting onto her toes, Autumn pressed her lips to his cheek at the very corner of his mouth, her smile was warm and little coy as she dropped back onto her heels.

"Thank you for helping me sell these raffle tickets. I think little miss Viv is a surprisingly shrewd saleswoman." Despite her initial awkwardness with the little girl, not at all used to children in any capacity whatsoever, she'd quickly warmed to her charm. "Now that we're done with our chore... how about we get some hot cider?"

[autumnonheels]

Who: @esanders Where: Carroll High Principal's Office, Spring Carnival Day 2

"Come here...." Hand in Eric's as they'd broken off from the main group for a 'tour' of her old stomping grounds, Auttie knew the moment she'd seen the door to the office what they had to do. How many chances would she ever get to actually cross an old fantasy off her bucket list? Testing the door to the office, it opened easily, pulling a little grin from her as they made their way around the reception desk back into the individual office portion.

"Shhh..." Hushing what she suspected was going to be a question of where they were going with some purpose, a kiss was blown over her shoulder at him, pausing when they finally came upon the door that said 'principal'.

"I hope it's unlocked... I got a fun idea. Feeling like making a dream come true?"

[aspenreynolds]

Where: Hotel in Rome, 2 day post party. Who: @esanders

"Hey." Giving him the little greeting the moment, Aspen held up the small bottle of champagne she'd gotten at the airport after landing. "Care for a drink? Celebrate our first big day on location tomorrow? To be honest, I'm kind of nervous." Had she also heard about the suspected break up with Autumn? Sure, she'd started to have fan crossover with him, and the rumours had gotten around. Was that why she was there? Maybe. Wouldn't rumours of a whirlwind romance be such good press, though? Then when Mickey arrived and Autumn surely would eventually, the mills will swirl and their movie would premier to record breaking sales. She could see it now.

"Don't worry, I'm not here because of that smoking hot selfie you sent me."