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Michael Corner (inthedarkness) wrote in inpoormerit,

Eden hadn't really bothered to straighten anything up as nothing was out of place. She'd changed and showered since the morning and since then she'd kind of... vegged out to be honest, too nervy to go anywhere outside now that she was apparently a victim of god knew what. Oddly enough, her hair was up in ponytails and she kind of looked childish because of it but she honestly didn't care. It was fun. Wasn't she allowed to have fun?

She'd been putting some breakfast things away in her kitchen when the knock sounded on her door. For a moment, she simply froze. It could be Cathair. It could be worse. With that in mind, when Ed answered the door, she had a knife clenched tightly in her hand and she kept the door between her and the person there like a shield. Thankfully, it was Cathair. With a little sigh of relief, she opened the door wider and set the knife on a side table so she could relieve him of a plate and a bottle at least.

"Thanks for coming, Cathair... Really," after all, he could've said no.