Oct 18, 2011 21:18
[Eric walks into the frame,
He still looks sick.
He still looks miserable.
And now? He's soaking wet. He's wearing his regular pants, no shirt, and the blanket around him is also soaked. His hair is plastered to his face, and his expression is stunned.]
The lake?
What... the hell was that?
How did I end up in the lake?
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What? Oh! It's you. I understand if you can't come. It's treacherous out there... I've had someone wait with me, yes. They're gone right now.
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I do plan on coming, as soon as I'm able too. I don't know if it'll be soon enough, but you know, it'd be good to see you. [ AND QUICKLY: ] ---to discuss plans! And to... yes. [ Wow what is social interaction... ]
I'm glad of it. How are you... doing, in terms of being sick and all?
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[The stumble over words gives him pause. In spite of looking ill, he manages to cock his head and crack a smirk.]
Discuss plans. Yes.
I'm improving. Thank you.
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