[Melody took a moment] Sorry. [She tried to breathe] When we know each other, she talked to me about problems… but she told me she really, really loves you.
I know about our problems, I know what was going on…but she didn’t say those were reasons. I honestly have no idea why she left me. If she loves me, why did she let me go? I love her and that was the last thing I would ever want to do.
"It’s the only thing I’ve got to use against you. And yes, you are arm candy. And I’m fairly willing to bet most people don’t call you such because they don’t want to offend you and risk getting punched.” She stretched, flipping through his book of poisonous plants as he showered.
"I’m aware you like naked pizza. But now is not the time, or the place. I’m certain your roommates don’t want to see your bare ass when they come back." She teased, turning her gaze to him. "By the way…found your berries." She tapped on the page she’d stopped on.
"Why would I punch you for calling me arm candy? I’m a good looking man, I think, and it’d a compliment to be called so." He said, giving a soft shrug as he made his way to his clothes while placing the towel to the side and grabbing the comb on his nightstand. Combing his hair, he looked over to the book she was looking through.
"It’s not the first time I’ve shared a place with someone who had seen me naked. It’s not that big of an issue." Ivan told her, pointing the comb at her before grabbing his underwear and putting it on. Tossing the comb onto the nightstand, he started to put the rest of his clothes on. Rolling his eyes when she mentioned the berries, he flitted a hand in her direction. "Honestly, nothing good is coming out of that book. I’ll probably toss it into the trash when I get home."
[Melody took a moment trying to figure out what happened. She remembered all the scene on the car but this was too much…] Wait. She let you? Really? [She extended her hand with the glass, asking wine].
((Seeing her glass being held out, he poured some wine into it for her.)) Yep and she kept insisting on the fact that she wanted to see other people, that we need a break. I have no idea what’s going on with her.
Well… is the first time what I saw you on a suit: let me doing a compliment. [After she realized what he said]. Something happened? Where is Rachel?
No fucking idea what happened to Rachel. Ask her. She’s the one that left me. ((Ivan said, looking away before grabbing the bottle of wine and drinking straight from it.)) She has the answers, not me. ((Looking to Melody, he gave a shrug before wiggling the bottle.)) I’ve got this because she’s gone. It really helps.
Depends, I believe the candles can be a romantic touch… [Melody said on the air. After she realized she was talking with Ivan] And you look so good on a suit…
I won’t lie, romance is the last fucking thing I want to think about. ((He told her with a smirk.)) Thank you, Melody. I usually wear suits for work so I have plenty.
"Just give in, you know that no matter how much you argue, I’m going to win this. I’ve yet to lose to you." She grinned, plopping on his bed and watching as he pulled out clothes. "Yes, you always look fantastic, but I don’t ever go out like this, and like I said earlier, if I have to go, I’m demanding the best date. You get to be my arm candy."
She wrinkled her nose and shook her head. “Sorry, naked pizza isn’t happening. No matter how much you want it to. I won’t make you socialize, but you are leaving this cabin. I’m sure there will be plenty of wine, and I’ll do my best to make sure you don’t run dry.”
"That’s because I fear women." He said, looking to Leona with a smirk. "You know that and you use it to your advantage." Eyeing the suit, he smoothed his hands over the pieces to make sure there were no wrinkles. Perfection for a formal party was to be expected no matter who attended. Placing it over the chair in his room, he moved towards the bathroom to shower. "I’m arm candy? I’ve never heard someone call me that. I can always ward off men and women who you don’t want touching you." He joked as he hopped in the shower.
After washing himself and making sure he was perfectly clean, he grabbed the towel and started to dry himself off. “I like naked pizza.” Ivan commented, walking into the bedroom with the towel wrapped around his waist. It wasn’t the first time she saw him naked thanks to work. “You know me too well to let me go dry. I’d be a miserable man if I didn’t have any in my system while sharing a room with my now ex.”
She shook her head as she listened to him. “First off, I look awkward and I think I need a new shade of lipstick, because this red is too red…” She shifted slightly, chuckling. “I also forgot how much leg this thing shows, but I didn’t back another formal outfit.” She paused to study him before hopping off his bed and went to start a warm shower. ”Second off, that’s why you’re going with me, not alone. Between myself and Chris and the bartender, not to mention the dozens of other guests, we are bound to keep you entertained and away from Rachel. Don’t worry, we’ll sit as far away as we can.”
"Besides, you need to practice the dancing numbers for the new show, and I’ve seen the girls going though it enough times that I can play the part for the night." She wandered back over, offering a hand so she could pull him up. "I give you permission to hate me afterwards. For now, you have to come to dinner."
"Stop, Lee-Lee. You look fantastic. You always do." He told her, running his hands over his face before looking to her as she spoke about the dinner. "That’s the thing, I don’t want to socialize with other people. I’m not ready for it. Bribe me with wine and liquor and I’ll think about going." Ivan mentioned, slowly moving to the edge of the bed to get up since he knew she would probably drag him out of bed by his ear like a mother would. She did have this affect on him, though, making him do things he obviously didn’t want to.
"I don’t need to practice for anything. I’m fine with that. I want to just sleep but I’ll go because you need me to go. You can’t do these things without me sometimes." He teased, kissing her on the cheek gently before moving to the closet in his cabin to get his formal outfit. "Why is this dinner so important anyway? I’m always fancy when at work so why is this different? Honestly, I want to sit naked in my bed and eat pizza."
Man, I’m sorry. [Gives Ivan back the bottle] I wish I could say it gets easier but…I can’t.
((Takes the bottle, he swigs from it before hissing softly and passing it back to Chris.)) I don’t want to hear it gets better since I know that’s bullshit. This isn’t some fuckin’ fairy tale where I’m fuckin’ falling to my knees and beggin’ her back. She wants her space? She wants to fuck other people? She can do that if she wants. It’ll kill me on the inside but I’d rather her be happy than fuckin’ miserable with me.
Don’t forget the ex-girlfriends.
The ex-girlfriends, the lights going out, the fact we’re all going to die tonight. We need to do more than just sit around. C’mon, man, drink with me. ((He passes the bottle of wine while drinking from his glass.))