#fmderic

“ eric! ” sophie wanted to sound like she was chastising her brother but inevitably his name only came out as a whine, a pout rounding her lips. “ i thought you came around to help me. ” hands on her waist, she couldn’t help but tap her foot on the floor, an indicative of her lack of patience. boxes were still scattered all around her apartment – which was crazy to her since, coming from a dorm, was sophie even meant to have things to move in other than clothes? – and there was so much to organize, she was getting stressed out even though she knew she shouldn’t. the girl had needed help and out of her extensive contacts list eric, being her older brother, had been the one person she knew would have a moral obligation to come around, whether he truly wanted to or not. yet at this point sophie was wondering if it was worth it calling him to help when he was currently just taking advantage of her perhaps excessive gaming system. “ it’s not below me calling mom! ”