Sterrin Boyd (_sterrin) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2010-05-07 21:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | callan, declan, erin, sterrin |
Phonecall for Erin; Friday night.
Sterrin had gone home to pick up some things before heading back to Max's for the weekend, and had almost ran into Callan, who was drunk and stumbling, as Declan lead him by the arm out the door.
"I told you, Jack is fucking asleep," Declan hissed and Callan swatted his hand away.
"Don't give a fuck," Callan murmured, then turned and shot a dark glare at Sterrin before Declan led him to the elevator and got on behind him, presumably to lead him out of the Manor.
Sterrin shook her head and went inside, then directly to her room where she started throwing the things she would need in a tote bag. She was almost done when there was a light rap on the door.
"Come in," she said, knowing it could only be Declan. Jack never knocked on her door.
Declan came in, head down and looking sheepish. "What was that all about?" Sterrin said as she glanced up at him.
"I fucked up," Declan said on a sigh. "I saw Erin in the Mocha with someone, and he - saw it. I didn't tell him, but he saw what I was thinking about."
Sterrin sighed and pinched the area between her eyes. "He's not going down there, is he?"
"No. He left."
Sterrin nodded, then shooed him out the door before picking up her cell phone and calling Erin. Friend rules required that she give her a heads up.