Closed with Corvusmortis
:: Blankly staring with an expression that could probably crack a mirror and shatter it into a million tiny glittering pieces, Eric cocked his head to one side, folding his arms over his chest.
:: “Nothing is complicated unless you make it complicated. But, whatever, if you don’t want my help, then fine.”
Ash gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, clearly angered by something he had said. Her nostrils flared, the woman taking in a large breathe and exhaling as she spoke. "Why do you always think I want your help, Eric? Even when you were alive, you were like this sometimes. It's hard to believe Shelly stayed with you as long as she did."
Her words were like venom. Intentionally harsh, trying to get the man to break... Ash sneered, crossing her arms and slowly standing up straighter.
