RP: El & G Who: Eleanor & Gaspard When: 30. August 2009 – after this Where: Eleanor’s flat What: Gaspard has some ‘splainin’ to do Warnings: Emotions running high
Gaspard was coming down. Normally that would have had Eleanor all aflutter with excitement and making sure that everything was just right so they wouldn’t have to spend time on that. Well, it wasn’t really all that often he had come to her flat, since he tended to prefer his castle in the clouds bigger penthouse. Today, Eleanor had heeded Mr. Zabini’s word and taken a personal day off to get herself sorted out. She was still embarrassed about her breakdown yesterday, but it felt as if now that she wasn’t alone with it, things were beginning to work themselves out. Not only did Charlotte know no, but it even seemed that Gaspard had been shaken out of his stupor.
Of course she would be happy to see him again, she had missed him horribly, but the heartache and hurt she had poured out yesterday had now given room to anger and indignation. All those emotions had landed her in a temporary numb place where she simply stood leaned against her kitchen counter while she waited. No, her flat wasn’t a mess – it hardly ever was – but I wasn’t as completely neat as it usually was. Today, it had been lived in, just like it had for the last two months.
At the knock on the door, she waved her wand to open, to let him in.