[Eric glances at his phone. Shit. His face goes cold and his hands tremble. It's Alan; the one who knocks him off his feet with feelings he does not understand.]
I'm fine, he's fine. Can I see you? [It takes time for him to hit send, but he knows he can't delete the second part.]
[He's staring at that text. Specifically that last part.]
I'm glad to hear that. It can be difficult the first few months or so I hear.
[Still staring at it before adding:]
I wouldn't be against a bit of company for tea.
[He's attaching directions and a map to his temple before sending the message off. It's going to hurt he knows this. He should listen so all the advice he's been given but what parts? He knows he may yet regret this but he's moving to go start the kettle and gather up something for them to eat.]
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I'm fine, he's fine. Can I see you? [It takes time for him to hit send, but he knows he can't delete the second part.]
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I'm glad to hear that. It can be difficult the first few months or so I hear.
[Still staring at it before adding:]
I wouldn't be against a bit of company for tea.
[He's attaching directions and a map to his temple before sending the message off. It's going to hurt he knows this. He should listen so all the advice he's been given but what parts? He knows he may yet regret this but he's moving to go start the kettle and gather up something for them to eat.]
Shall we start a log?
[His hands are sweating and shaking as he texts, and he can't explain why.]
If you would please?
[This is either his best or his worst idea... He's not sure which but he's going to do this and face it head on.]