+ eric-j-banks

Another warmer day in England, another day Angela had entirely to herself. She hardly knew what to do with herself on her days off from The View Cafe, but sooner or later she always seemed to find something. Flicking Eric a text to make sure her company wasn’t unwarranted, she popped by his office around lunch time with a steaming hot latte in a takeaway cup and sweet shortcrust in a bag from her work. Popping them down on the desk neatly, Angela peered over. “Wha’cha working on?”