Ellie Branstone (lovelybones_) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-01-16 21:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 january, eleanor branstone, ernie macmillan |
Who: Ellie and Ernie
What: They need some time
Where: Their place
When: Saturday night
Rating: Cute and probably sads
Ellie knew that Ernie was going through quite a bit. Between his girlfriend having been... for the lack of better terminology attacked, and the flack he seemed to be receiving from her closest friends, not to mention the aftermath of the attack on New Years Eve, Ellie knew how much pressure and grief he must be cracking under. All she wanted to do was help, provide a shoulder for him to use if he so needed, or to be an outlet if he wanted to talk. And if he just wanted to sit silently and stare at a wall? She would do that too.
So she spent a bit of the afternoon cooking some of his favorite treats before knocking on his door gently, plate in hand and letting herself into the room before she really heard an answer.
"Ern?" she asked quietly, walking over to his bed, a small smile on her lips. "Hey," she said quietly, sitting down on the edge, putting the plate between them. "I'm not going to ask how you are, because I know you better than that. But... I just want you to know I'm here, yeah?"