Elisabeth can’t make it to work the next day, all she can think about are the few times she talked to Ernest. What a poor soul. She wishes she could have done something. Her Empathy is unmatched. Her story is polar opposite of Ernest’s. She has a loving family, two brothers and a sister all older. Her father a doctor, her mother a writer. She’s working the copy shop because her father insisted she got some experience doing the nine to five. She will be finishing her education soon. Ernest’s death would take a toll on her for some reason, she blammed herself, society and rude people. She begins to take life a little less serious. After her day of grief, she spends the next night downtown with a few girlfriends drinking, something she has doesn’t do very often. Her post Ernest’s Death story starts now…