Eric

door swings open loudly as Eric stumbles in, keys dropping to the floor Eric: laughs softly, leaning against the wall heyy… I’m home… don’t look at me like that, okay? I know I’m late, I know I didn’t text, but it’s not like I meant to make you worry, I just… lost track of time and everything got a little out of control he runs a hand through his messy hair, trying to steady himself Eric: voice softer, slightly slurred you’re mad, I can see it, and yeah… I probably deserve that, but ca