[Erica was more than a little on edge at the idea of asking Lydia Martin for help. They didn't have the best track record but she was desperate. The closet was frustrating and after her fight with Isaac, she needed to get rid of the reminders of him - a fresh start. The truth of everything still weighed heavily on her, but this was something she could attempt to get excited about - a much needed distraction.
Opening the door at the knock, she offers a small smile.]
Hey, thanks for this. Come on in.
[She steps back, allowing her into the room. Her next goal, once the whole clothing thing got under control, was to get her room to match her personality - make it feel more like home.
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Opening the door at the knock, she offers a small smile.]
Hey, thanks for this. Come on in.
[She steps back, allowing her into the room. Her next goal, once the whole clothing thing got under control, was to get her room to match her personality - make it feel more like home.
One thing at a time, though.]