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“Hello, Mr. Brock.” Eve stared in the mirror as she rehearsed her greeting over and over again. She had already met the man once before, but Eve was always scared to embarrass herself. “Mr. Brock, it’s nice to see you again.” Smile more. Okay wait, smile less. Don’t freak him out. Eve argued with herself as she turned away from the mirror, leaning against the bathroom counter. She brushed her hands through her hair and groaned. “You got this. First big project, you can do this.” She attempted to reassure herself, but her anxieties were beginning to best her. Eve walked out of the bathroom and into the main part of the small studio apartment she was forced to call home. The Daily Bugle was a New York City based tabloid, but her boss, J. Jonah Jameson wanted to expand. He sent Eve, the bright eyed new reporter with no real connections in NYC to live in San Francisco, where she could gain some footing for the Bugle in the large metropolis. Her first task, conduct a series of interviews with the infamous Eddie Brock. “Oh fuck.” Eve glanced at the clock on her bedside table, the red neon numbers informing her she was already late. The woman grabbed her blazer and purse, running out to her car to go meet with Eddie for the second time. Twenty minutes later, Eve was pulling up to the apartment building she went to the day before. “Ten minutes late, nice going.” Eve muttered to herself as she climbed the stairs of the apartment. She looked at the door, putting on a smile before knocking.

@Livewire :3

Meanwhile Eddie was in his apartment cooking while having a very heated argument. With himself. Well not really himself per say. We’ve been eating frozen meat for three days. We want fresh meat. “Shut up, fresh meat is expensive,” he said in an annoyed tone as he prepared a few breaded fish filets in a frying pan. We can get fresh meat with money….or no money if you let us. “No. No stealing. Look just keep your trap shut when the reporter is here and I’ll take you for a steak dinner tomorrow. Deal?” There was a beat of silence, followed by a reply by the raspy voice. Fine. Eddie brick breathed a sigh of relief. Finally something was going right. Just then a knock at the door was heard. Eddie took the now finished filets out of the pan and then walked over to the door, brushing off his white T shirt and blue denim jeans a she opened it. “Hey there. Eve right? Thanks for coming,” he said, gesturing for her to enter the apartment.

13:25

@Dana

Eve stood at the door as she waited for Eddie to open it. In the few seconds she had to spare, she quickly fixed her hair so she would look a little more presentable. The reporter wore a dark pantsuit with a matching blazer, the white button up top tucked into her pants. As the door opened, Eve looked up with a smile. “Mr. Brock, it’s lovely to see you again. Thanks for having me.” Eve entered the small apartment, taking a look around as she waited for Eddie. “This is cozy.” She said, standing by the dining table that was positioned against the wall. “Well, Mr. Brock, I’m ready to conduct this interview whenever you are.” She smiled warmly, pulling a voice recorder and a notebook out of her small tote bag.

14:25

@Livewire

Eddie grinned at the woman, closing the door behind them as she walked in. We like her. She smells good. Eddie kept a smile on his face while he began cussing out the inner voice of the symbiote. “Glad you like the place. It ain’t much but it’s home.” At the question about the interview he nodded. “Ready as I’ll ever be. Come on, take a seat. I just made some food. If you like frozen fish filets you’re in luck,” he joked, sitting down on one side of a two person sofa. She could easily sit on the other half, or one of the two single chairs if she preferred that instead. (edited)

15:32

@Dana

Eve turned to him and smiled gently before walking towards the small living room. “I think I’ll-“ Eve thought for a moment as she felt her stomach grumble slightly. “Sure.” She laughed, realizing she hadn’t eaten yet that day. Eve was too busy preparing for the interview that it had slipped her mind. Eve sat down beside him on the couch, turning her upper body towards him. “Would you like to start the interview now or should I wait until after the food?” Eve said with a small laugh.

19:18

@Livewire

Eddie laughed as he heard her stomach grumble. It was nothing like his or the suit's, so it didn't even faze him. "Normally I'd say why not do both at the same time. But since I'm trying to make a good impression, let's do the interview first. I'd like to avoid the risk of accidentally spitting food out while talking," he said jokingly. The symbiote however was not amused. This is bad comedy. If the reporter wasn't here, Eddie would have replied outloud to the suit. But he kept a calm face as he turned towards her. "Whenever you're ready Eve."

18:26

@Dana

Eve chuckled as Eddie spoke, shaking her head at the bad-but-in-a-good-way joke. “Interview first it is then.” Eve smiled, opening her small notebook before turning on the very much dated tape recorder… it helped keep things organized. “This is Eve Tanner, and I’m sitting her with Eddie Brock.” She said mindlessly into the tape recorder as she flipped through the pages of her notebook, finding the questions she wanted to ask. “Mr. Brock, can you tell me a little bit about your history? You went from having your own show, a fiancée, an entire cushy life planned out, to basically nothing.” Eve asked, pen in hand to write down some of the ‘highlights’ of his response. @Livewire

Eddie tried his best not to wince at the question while scratching his head. The symbiote of course thought this was hilarious, as evident by the howling laughter in his head. “Uhhh, sure. Well uhh let’s see…started off as a journalist. Then met the fiancée, had the show and a nice place to sleep. Then I uh…..kinda broke under the pressure I guess.” He paused for a second, not really knowing where this lie was coming from but he didn’t think about that, focusing solely on making sure it sounded convincing. “I always lived life one hundred miles an hour. Wanted to have it all and do it all at the same time. But you can’t really do that without breaking down. And I did. Then after hitting rock bottom I sort of got this new perspective. Like a new voice in my head I guess.” Speak about us more favourably! We will make you better! Eddie ignored Venom’s yelling, finishing the story. “It may not look like much, but I’m doing better now. The quiet has been nice. Getting back on my feet so I no odd jobs now. Maybe I’ll even come back to journalism. Though I think they’ve already found more than enough people to replace me. Pretty sure they can do a better job. And they look nicer too,” he said with a grin, obviously referring to her.

18:54

@Dana

Eve had started scribbling her notes in the small notepad as Eddie began to speak. Her writing was near non-legible, looking more like literal scribbles than actual words. It was easier to keep up than trying to make the words easier to read. Plus, if she didn’t understand her own writing, she always had the voice recorder to double check. It wasn’t like anyone else would be reading her notes, anyways. Life = 100/mph rock bottom, new perspective? Eve continued to quickly write, nodding her head to show she was actually listening and interested in what he had to say. But then, she was suddenly caught off guard by Eddie complimenting her. She looked up at him immediately, a light rosy blush overtaking her cheeks as she smiled. “Oh- uh…” Her hand stopped writing. “Thank you?” She said. Eve was never good at receiving compliments, even indirect ones like this. “Though, I’m sure the journaling world would love to have you back. I used to watch ‘The Eddie Brock Report’ throughout university.” Eve said with a smile. She turned her attention back to the notepad, flipping the page. “Have you done anything interesting in your time out of journaling?”

21:40

@Livewire

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