& everything is plastic & everything's sarcastic
WHO: Eric van der Woodsen and Faith (potentially Roxas)
WHAT: ... Eric has to put Serena's stuff in boxes. 'Cause Faith doesn't like it and the other option is throwing it away. (8
WHERE: Faith's room, #6002.
WHEN: lunchtime!
WARNINGS: FAITH. totally a warning.
This wasn't how Eric intended to spend his lunch. Granted, eating with Chuck and Nate (or Blair or whoever demanded his attention first) wasn't typically on-campus, but either way, packing was not part of the deal.
But it was pack up his sister's stuff and find a place to put it at the hotel, or let this girl throw it out the window. (And she definitely looked like she'd carry out that threat.)
The thing that, well, the middle-class didn't seem to grasp was that being wealthy didn't always mean money was expendable. And while Serena could replace most of her wardrobe, it wouldn't be fun, it wouldn't be easy, and growing up on the Upper East Side taught even Eric that some things were just too one-of-a-kind to be reckless with.
Then again, most of these clothes weren't supposed to be folded up. And that's what he'd have to do to fit them in the handful of boxes he'd gathered.
It was better than the alternative, and Eric decided, while knocking on the door of room 6002, aforementioned boxes in hand, that he could've been subjected to worse than packing up his sister's stuff during his lunch period.
[fksdjhfs HOPE IT'S OK aaaaaa. poor eric;;; LOL IDK IF HE EVEN KNOWS FAITH'S NAME BTW.]
WHAT: ... Eric has to put Serena's stuff in boxes. 'Cause Faith doesn't like it and the other option is throwing it away. (8
WHERE: Faith's room, #6002.
WHEN: lunchtime!
WARNINGS: FAITH. totally a warning.
This wasn't how Eric intended to spend his lunch. Granted, eating with Chuck and Nate (or Blair or whoever demanded his attention first) wasn't typically on-campus, but either way, packing was not part of the deal.
But it was pack up his sister's stuff and find a place to put it at the hotel, or let this girl throw it out the window. (And she definitely looked like she'd carry out that threat.)
The thing that, well, the middle-class didn't seem to grasp was that being wealthy didn't always mean money was expendable. And while Serena could replace most of her wardrobe, it wouldn't be fun, it wouldn't be easy, and growing up on the Upper East Side taught even Eric that some things were just too one-of-a-kind to be reckless with.
Then again, most of these clothes weren't supposed to be folded up. And that's what he'd have to do to fit them in the handful of boxes he'd gathered.
It was better than the alternative, and Eric decided, while knocking on the door of room 6002, aforementioned boxes in hand, that he could've been subjected to worse than packing up his sister's stuff during his lunch period.
[fksdjhfs HOPE IT'S OK aaaaaa. poor eric;;; LOL IDK IF HE EVEN KNOWS FAITH'S NAME BTW.]