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text ✉ blondie
Erin: babe u done yet?
Erin: I was thinking Italian for dinner
Erin: oh. wait
Erin: raincheck, the goons im watching dont know theyre bugged and they just said Mr. Fotello is going to be an hour late due to traffic and I'm not about to replan this whole takedown. so I guess I gotta wait for this asshole now.
Erin: he owes me 60 grand and I'm planning on getting that tonight
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@drholtzphd commented on erin’s big ideas
âťť Holtzmann, I just put vanilla cream on my cookie and I want to know why I am eating mayonnaise right now. âťž
@drholtzphd continued from that ask whatever I'm mobile ok Erin smiled, although it was dark and she wasn't sure if Holtz could tell. "Well," She started, looking up at the small dream catcher that now hung on the wall. "Thank you. I hope it works." She noticed the small E made with yarn at the bottom and blushed, leaning in as Holtz kissed her head. "That sounds like a good tradition. I'd love to learn." Erin laid down and closed her eyes, cuddling into her blanket and drifting back to sleep- or at least, trying to. Her body stiffened at the other woman's words. It took her a moment to think of a coherent answer. "You.. You mean like, are.. are we ever going to have kids?" She clarified. This had been on their minds lately, and she knew Holtz wanted to talk about it, they just hadn't had the right time.
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"I don’t think that’s the right way to use that, but thanks for being so enthusiastic.” Erin smiled. “Actually, I was going to ask you if ... uh...” She hesitated for a moment. “Never mind. On another note though, I do need your help with something. I drove the Ecto to get milk this morning and it was making a really weird noise.”
@drholtzphd Music blared loudly on the third floor of the firehouse, echoing out the open windows and overflowing onto the street. A very energetic, very drunk Erin Gilbert swayed to the melody as she moved around the room. Night shift as a Ghostbuster was typically very dull, however Erin wasnt in a dull mood that night. She needed some fun, some distraction, and she got it. Several empty bottles of beer were stacked on her nightstand, and a very nearly empty bottle of vodka tucked under her bed frame. Pretty much, she was shitfaced. She didn't care though, no one was supposed to be coming back to HQ until the next afternoon, so she had plenty of time to sober up before anyone even found out. No shame in getting drunk alone, right? The song switched and she whistled, her hips swinging in tune with the new beat. Taking another drink of the beer in her hand, she turned the music even louder, trying her best to sing along to the words. In fact, she was so engrossed in her party of one, that she hadnt even heard the door downstairs open, or someone climb up the stairs behind her.
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Erin grunted and rolled over onto her back, her hands clutching desperately at her stomach to help the pain. The blanket and all of her pillows had fallen to the floor from her writhing around. The cramps had been all day, but the last hour had practically been unbearable. She retreated up to her bed after lunch in hopes of taking a nap, but Lord knows she can’t get any rest with her stomach knotting up like this.
A few more not-so-soft grunts later and Erin rolled off of her bed, making a B-line to the bathroom to see if she could possibly scarf down a few more Advil without overdosing. She loved working with her best friends, don’t get her wrong, but now that they’re all synced she wishes she could just end them. Before she could make it to the bathroom, she saw a mass of curly blonde hair coming up the staircase. “If you’re going to tell me we’re out of painkillers you better watch out because I’m going to hit you.”
"I told you I left my bedroom door unlocked, how could you not get the hint?" (drholtzphd)
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“... Because we always leave our bedroom doors unlocked at the firehouse?” Erin frowns at Holtz. “What hint was I supposed to get?”
(drholtzphd) "Hey, Erin?" Holtzmann called out before she slid down the pole to the first floor. "Was I acting, ehm, kind of... weird in the last few days?" The blonde remembered some of the things Rowan had done, but not all of it, and she could easily guess that he had made Erin uncomfortable.
“Well, you uh, seemed a bit off lately. I just assumed you were stressed by work.” Erin had felt weird these past days, a little bit uneasy when she spent time with the blonde, but her brain provided the logical explanation that she was busy - and tried to ignore the fact there was a tiny sting in her chest thanks to the latest interactions.
