Closed to Erica

[yippiekiyaymf]

John wasn't sure what the mood was about, but only for curiosities sake. It didn't matter really. Erica was feeling shaky, so he'd give support. He headed home as soon as the meeting was over, exhausted in a way that had nothing to do with physical exertion. He wasn't really a meeting kind of guy

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[5thcolumnfed]

Since the 'talk' with Ruby, Erica has just felt uneasy and angry that she thinks for whatever reason they're just going to be friends. But really who the hell knows what goes on with her anyway.

She left the meeting and went home, took a shower, and now she's in bed, wrapped up in John's sweater. She's not asleep, just thinking. When she hears John she lifts her head up to look, then puts it back down.

"How'd the rest of the meeting go?"

[yippiekiyaymf]

"Like a meeting. Tedious." He sits on the bed beside her and rubs her back.

"How are you?"

[5thcolumnfed]

"Irritated."

She huffs a little, curling up against his leg on her stomach.

"Ruby. She's apologizing to me at the first meeting, all the while with clenched fists. So you know. I completely believe her and I'm ready to be best friends."

[yippiekiyaymf]

"I saw. I thought the fists were from insecurity, not aggression." It didn't matter what he thought though.