Ellie Branstone (lovelybones_) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-10-02 21:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 october, eleanor branstone, ernie macmillan |
Who: Ellie and Ernie
What: Who knows
Where: Ellie's parent's house
When: Sunday evening
Rating: High
Ellie had a long day. She socialized, sort of, and bought things. She went to get her hair touched up, and grabbed some groceries before heading back to her parent's her house. For the most part, it was empty nowadays. She spent several months with Henry considering moving out, but now that he had dumped her, and fuck him hard for that, she was... sort of happy she still had this. It was difficult, after all. Every moment she spent there, she was reminded of what she lost. But at least she had something. Ellie had started to clean out the house now, which was why all she had nowadays, and outside of the kitchen, all she really had was a couch in the mostly empty living room, and her bedroom that was still full, and on occasion, a complete disaster.
Once she was home, Ellie couldn't help but fix herself a large pan of chicken fettuccine and drank half a bottle of wine, and after a while she decided it was a good idea to send Ernie an owl... Fuck, why did she do that? He didn't need to see his best friend in this condition, but it was too late now, right?
At the very least, he knew the door would be open, right?