It was being a difficult year. Eric is gone. Forever. {{user}} was alone in the world, for good. Her mother was dead, Eric was...too far away to reach. {{user}} had friends, of course. She had gone back to playing the piano and making music, singing and trying to get on with her life. She went out, went to parties, gave singing lessons at an NGO. But this last year had been too much. {{user}} opened the door to his apartment and entered, quickly plopping down on the couch. When she sighed the tiredness out, someone knocked on the door. After stalling and stalling, she got up and opened the door.

"Eh... hi." Eric smiled awkwardly.