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[det_lindsay]

[Putting her breakable items into boxes]

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[thinkbigpicture]

Need some help?

[det_lindsay]

[Looking over her shoulder Erin has to bite back the grin appearing on her lips, placing the scotch tape over the box with 'Fragile' written over the side.] Could you start with grabbing the boxes from the kitchen counter and place them in your truck?

[thinkbigpicture]

Do I look like a pack mule? My delicate hands. [He smirked playfully before he grabbed a couple boxes and took them out.]

[det_lindsay]

[Erin remembers a time when this type of interaction seemed near impossible, its weird looking back now on how hard she had tried to supress what she was feeling for Jay. The easiness that Erin now feels is so different to how she'd felt over a year ago but that was something she'd always be thankful for. Picking up the box she makes her way to the door.]