Erica uncrosses her arm to shake hands. "Erica, you too." She risked it and kept her first name- too hard to forget, if she tried to switch. She's depending on the fake last name (and, really, Atlanta's sheer size) to keep her safe.
"So... I gotta go clean things. I'll stop by after the show," see if you meant it. "Break a leg, yeah? And... thanks."
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Date: 2014-10-02 04:49 am (UTC)"So... I gotta go clean things. I'll stop by after the show," see if you meant it. "Break a leg, yeah? And... thanks."