WHO Erato, Clio WHEN Tuesday night WHERE Clio's place WHAT catching up WARNINGS none
Erato arrived on Clio's doorstep with a tub of expensive ice cream as her contribution to dinner. She'd probably spent too long moping to love songs the last day or two, even at work, so getting out of the house and seeing a friendly face was good for her. She was still wearing a sloppy look, for her- skinny jeans, loose sweater, hair up in a messy bun- so hopefully Clio would look past that.
She had the feeling that Melpomene did feel a little bad, but she wasn't quite ready to forgive her yet. In the mean time, spending time with the more motherly Clio would help set her on the right track.
She pressed the doorbell, bouncing a little on her toes to try and feel a bit more energetic as she waited.