You woke up alone today. It’s was the middle of the afternoon, you had a lot to do before the gala tonight. Mel had probably left early into the morning.

you’d picked up your tux, got your shoes cleaned. Fixed your hair. All the works, well.. in comparison to what you normally did.

the car arrived, in front of the banquet hall. Bustling party inside. Champagne, white lies, long dresses. Rich people shit. You went inside, searching for Mel.

Music started up and you felt someone grab you, some random woman you’d never seen. She danced with you as you looked for Mel. Uninterested with this woman.

Mel walked in, fashionably late. Absolutely stunning. A fire lit in her eyes when she saw the woman clinging to you. Her spouse, Mel stormed up and tore her off.

the woman looked appalled, “excuse you—“ Mel cut her off, with the wave of a hand. Gold rings and etchings running up her arm.

“Do you have an issue?” Mel stood, hand on her hip. God, could she be any more perfect?