Ernst is very sad indeed. Even though he's washed his face, it's still obvious he's been crying; his eyes are puffy and red and he looks about ready to burst into tears again at any moment. As he waits for James at an out-of-the-way table in the coffee shop, he sulkily stirs his mug of coffee before resting his head on his arms. It's probably not
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He lowers the hood when he enters and looks around for Ernst, he bows a boit over dramatically when he reaches the table.
"My apologies for my tardiness. I underestimated the distance slightly."
He takes his seat, but leaves the coat on.
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"No bother. I volunteered, didn't I? Now, can you explain the problem to me more completely?"
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Another sniffle and his brow furrows as he tries to think of the best way to answer the question. "Well...well, Hans...uhm, my boyf-..." He sighs, deciding to just plunge headlong into it. "My boyfriend..." It's such a silly, trite sounding word, but he can't think of another to use...lover? Maybe 'lover' is better. "My lover..." It does sound a bit better. "He sent me a letter. He likes to send letters. He said he's going out with this girl. He didn't say that he didn't want to be with me anymore, but...he's going out with this girl..."
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