College is starting, and so is the newest challenge in Scarlett and Eric's relationship. After thirteen years, the mysterious 'J' that used to send her letters and gifts is finally back for the best friend that he was forced to leave.
With tensions...
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Letty takes a deep breath as she raises her first and knocks on the door to the boys' apartment, hoping that it'll be Jack who answers as she looks down at her feet. The door opens, and she looks up to find exactly who she was hoping for.
"Oh, good, you're just in time for my complaints."
"Can I just have the stuff that I gave you money to buy?" The brunette asks as he walks over to the counter where he left said stuff.
"No." He says, and she nods, expecting nothing less. "You know, this whole Valentine's Day thing is one big scam. The greeting card companies, the candy stores — all try to rip off the innocent consumer."
"So, no date, huh?" She asks as she leans in the doorway near the hinges. She has absolutely no idea if Eric's sitting on the couch or anywhere else in the room, and she doesn't want to find out.
"I am so lonely." He tells her, and she chuckles as he walks back over to her. "So, what are your plans for tonight?"
"Well, I'm taking these next door and hanging out with the girls." She says as she takes the small boxes of chocolate from him.
"Getting them all high on sugar before you leave them with Hope and Jason for bedtime?"
"Yes, sir, that is the plan." She nods, mildly amused with herself, and he laughs.
"That's all you're doing?"
"No. Then I have to go home and kill Reggie because he's had My Funny Valentine on a constant loop for the last week." She tells him. "Which is funny — because he doesn't have a Valentine."
"Does anybody in that house?"
"Mhm. I have five." She smiles, and he raises his eyebrows in question. "The twins, Hope, Jason, and Shawn."
"None of those count."
"They do when the love of your life dumps you because he thinks that you're some violent murderer." She says and then looks down at the carpet between their feet.
"Are you okay?" He asks, and she nods.
"Yeah." She forces a smile as she looks back at him. "I don't really have the luxury of not being okay anyway. I have two toddlers to help raise and your pain in the ass brother to look after, so..."
"I can handle Shawn...if you need to—"
"I'm alright, Jack." She cuts him off. "Thanks for picking these up for me. The bookstore's finally getting some traction, and I've been pretty busy lately. I didn't have time to stop at a grocery store."
