eames (_eames) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2013-04-15 22:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, maryanne walker (oe) |
Who: Eames and Maryanne
Where: Maryanne's
What: Eames takes Maryanne something nice for cheering him up...
When: Backdated: After their partial phone sex that I'll link to when I can be bothered to look back in time.
Rating: High because Maryanne has nice boobs
Open: Not today.
Status: On going
Hearing that Maryanne had a son had been painfully sobering. It had been a surprise, for one thing, and Eames supposed there was something primitive in men that made them balk slightly at the thought of another man's child, but on the flips side to that there had been the stark and painful reminder of what he had lost. Her son was the same age as Ben, but he would never know him any older. He would never see his son again and that was just as bad - no, maybe it was worse - as when Ben's mother had left Eames taking their unborn son with her. At least then there was always a chance.
Maryanne had reminded him of what he had lost, but at the same time she had been gracious and kind and yes, the flirting had helped, so he owed her a little bit. And it was always nice to have friends.
He had promised a gift of his gratitude for superbly yanking him back from what would have been a free fall into despair, so he once more headed out to pick some flowers from the grassy area beside the woods and then, as his luck would have it, managed to salvage a tub of ice cream from the freezer in the supermarket. It was in code and that was all that mattered.
Ice cream and flowers seemed like a good enough gift.
He picked up his pace a bit once he had the ice cream in hand, both because it was cold to carry and because the weather was warming up. Eames smoothed down his shirt as best he could with what remained of his free hand, hoped his hair looked decent enough and then presented himself at Maryanne's door in a cordial fashion, knocking and stepping back to wait, hoping he didn't have terrible timing.