#eric:lilith

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"No, no more marshmallows, Vivs, you've had, like, a whole bag with this cocoa."

Six, actually, but she had also had two cookies and vanilla ice cream, so this had to be her sweet stuff quota for the day. If Eric ever had difficulties staying faithful to his diet – which was the most difficult relationship he had ever been in – Vivienne watching his every move in the kitchen was his most effective hack: he had to be a good example for her. The one she could follow, not some hypocritical adult who "could eat anything they wanted because they were older."

Despite a little protest and a few attempts at snatching the bag from her dad, she finally gave up and took a drink of her cocoa, the last marshmallow floating in the mug cherished and invaluable.

A doorbell.

Eric turned to his daughter, chuckling at the look on her face, full of hope that he would leave the bag unattended. "No, don't even think about it," he joked, taking the half-full bag of marshmallows with him as he headed to answer the door.

*

Before his front door, with her bags by her sides, stood Lilith, and it wouldn't have surprised him some time ago, when Eric had shared his plans with her and suggested that maybe she should follow suit. Not follow him. Semantics. Some time had passed and he had all but forgotten about his "invitation"... Or maybe no quotation marks were necessary since she had bags with her.

"Lilith? What are you doing here?"

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Despite still sharing the address, Eric and Lilith hadn't seen each other in what felt like ages. The actor had been spending most of his time working on the new movie, regardless of whether he was here or in Los Angeles. It also didn't help that the project had been kept secret until the main cast reveal. Now that his role was official and Eric didn't have to act dumb, it was probably easier to see why he had been so busy.

It was a nice opportunity for a joke when he spotted Lilith at the Cavalier Merch Booth and decided to approach her. Again, sharing his address didn't mean they would bump into each other there.

He skimmed the display before turning to Lilith with a smile. "Hi, I dunno if you remember me... I'm Eric."

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They had spotted each other when he arrived at the party. A subtle nod, because she knew he would be there. He had told her he wanted to come to Carroll and fucking risk it all, and Lilith told him how keeping a woman required a bit of that kind of effort, and keeping a woman like Autumn Manchester was a whole other league. How miserable he would be without her. First, he let his wife play him like he was checkers, not chess, and Lilith was there to shake him up, and now this? Why was Lilith even helping him now when he let her down so much?

"I thought I'd catch you here." Well, he saw her leave with a guy and return by herself some time later, so, naturally, he was looking for that tiny post-quickie smirk on her face. He offered her one of the two mocktails he had gotten for them before approaching his friend, then took a sip of his, smiling at Lilith. For some reason, he couldn't find the right words to start, so he picked the easiest route: "We danced... And kissed... I think she sees what she means to me."