( It's hard for Eddie not to smile as Richie greets him. Already he feels at ease, a lot more comfortable than he's since first arriving in California earlier this week with Blaine. Things had already been on the rocks by then and he had (stupidly) thought that maybe things would be better with them out of New York. He thought maybe they were both just stressed from work, Eddie's continued recovery and trying so hard to keep in touch with his friends.

Maybe that should have been the first red flag that he would get upset about "spending more time with friends" than with him even though they fucking lived together. It was tiring and it probably shows as he sinks into the seat, buckling himself in with another small smile. )

Ready to get away from this fucking hotel. ( Because it reminds him too much of all the shit that he'll have to deal with once he gets back to New York. ) I had to turn my phone off though so I'm glad you got ahold of me before I did. I guess Blaine's plane landed because he's been blowing up my phone with a bunch of bullshit.

( He sighs tiredly and gazes out the window to watch the city go by in a slight blur. )

Ready to spend some time with you. I feel like its been forever since the last time we saw one another.