Who: Lucy Pevensie and Eric Forman
Where: sitting on a bench, first beach
What: She's worried about her brother, hoping to see Eric
Rating: PG for now
Lucy had been staring at the ocean for what felt like hours, worried about her brother. They had found him in the woods pratically beaten to death and she wondered who could have done that to him. Peter is a kind person who always looked out for her and the others so she didn't understand. She did find out that The White Witch was the cause of this mess and that wasn't to good, especially because of her brother Edmund's past with her. She had to much to worry about.
Taking a deep breath to enjoy the ocean air she was hoping that she could also see her friend that she made in the last place she was in. His name was Eric Forman, someone she trusted. She knew that she should be getting inside soon since it was almost night time, but hearing the voice she was hoping to hear made her smile "Good evening Eric. I was hoping you'd come." She said to him