Lover's Spat [Eden]

[Max Kameren]

After a horrible night, Max had turned in early from the gala, beating Eden by an hour. He opened the door quietly anyway, tossing his keys on the coffee table and turning directly for his bedroom. He changed out of his suit into muggle clothes and sulked in his room, cracking open a book but barely reading a word of it. 

When Max was in a foul mood, it sent the atmosphere of their apartment into a black hole; the lights were dimmer, the air colder. It felt like there was thunder in the distance all the time, even on a clear day. Snitch felt the change in the air and cowered under the couch in anticipation of what would most definitely be an unpleasant night.

[Eden Fletcher]

After Max had left, Eden had tried to have fun. She ordered a glass of champagne and when a healer asked to dance she obliged him. She tried to lose herself in the music but in the back of her mind all she could think about was Max. He was royally pissed at her. Eden wasn't happy herself. It was not her bloody fault she ruined his little plan to win Rowena without spending the money. She wasn't a bloody mind reader and half a second ago he hated the woman. He once described being around her like having brain surgery without being under.

Eden finally gave up and went home. She could feel the temper tantrum before she opened the door. The apartment was icy cold and barely lit, almost like a cave. Eden rolled her eyes.

"Where's the depressing organ music?" She muttered. Eden kicked off her heels leaving them on the floor as she headed towards her room. She wondered where Snitch was. Probably comforting Max, the traitor.

[Max Kameren]

"Where's the depressing organ music?"

In reply Max twitched his hand and the door to his bedroom slammed closed. Snitch started at the loud noise and ran crouched down low into Eden's room. There was no escape in Eden's room from Max's empathy though, and the apartment seemed to cool another few degrees as he felt her aura's annoyance prod at his brain.

There was a tiny, hesitant seed of doubt in the back of Max's mind telling him he was overreacting to the bidding tonight. Eden hadn't known about his plan, and in her own unfortunate way was trying to help. Max wasn't just upset about tonight, though; there was precedent for Eden's meddling well before Rowena. They lived together after all, and more than once Max had had potential relationships swiftly fall apart after their first night at the apartment. Eden had never been shy about complaining about Max's past girlfriends to him: he'd lost several that way, just getting rid of them so Eden would give him a moment's peace. His empathy made it hard enough to date. With the added pressure of a peanut gallery living in the bedroom next door Max just gave up after a few years. Eden seemed to be happy with the prospect of him never dating again and the two of them just living as bachelor and bachelorette for eternity. 

Well, Max wasn't happy with that. And with Rowena, a woman she already hated before Max got involved, it was sure to escalate. To him, this was just the next step. He huffed in frustration, snapping his book closed and casting it aside. He got up and opened his door to head to the kitchen for some water; the night's mixture of scotch and numbing potion was wearing on him, making him feel worse.

When he stepped out into the hallway, though, his foot immediately fell on the upturned stiletto of his roommate's high heels. He cursed, falling back against the hallways' coat closet with a loud thnk. "Damnit, Eden don't leave your shit laying in the hallway!" He kicked the heel out of the way, pushing himself up and limping to the kitchen.

[Eden Fletcher]

Eden rolled her eyes when the door slammed shut and the temperature dropped even further. Bloody hell. This was not going to be a pleasant night. Eden hated fighting with Max but he was being an idiot. She hadn't meant to ruin his perfect plans. He should have told her what he had planned. But no he had to be all mysterious and keep it to himself. Eden scooped up the startled Snitch and cuddled her to her chest cooing to her that she would protect her from the angry mean man.

"Oh stop with the dramatics you're scaring the cat," Eden said as Snitch scratched her and jumped off her lap to hide in the corner. Eden went to the kitchen to look for a treat for Snitch. Eden picked up her heals and put them in her room. She padded into the kitchen wearing a sweatshirt and cotton pants.

"Look I'm sorry I ruined your own plan but you should have told me. It's not my fault that I didn't know the game was rigged," Eden said as she moved to the cupboard where they kept the cat food.

[Max Kameren]

Max seethed as Eden followed into the kitchen; he kept his head down as he filled a glass with water from the sink, avoiding eye contact with his best friend. He loved Eden like a sister, and he knew she loved him in the same way. It was part of what fueled their issue: to Eden, no one was good enough for him. Max understood, and he was much the same with her. But after a while they needed to find a compromise.

"Look I'm sorry I ruined your own plan but you should have told me. It's not my fault that I didn't know the game was rigged," Eden said as she moved to the cupboard where they kept the cat food.

"I - It's not about the auction. I asked her out anyway, it's fine." He leaned on the counter, finally looking up to meet her wide blue eyes. She didn't need empathy to see there was a lot of pain there; Max was tired of being alone. He really liked Rowena. He wanted this to work, and if it had any chance he needed Eden on their side. "I just... Will you actually be alright with me dating Ro? Like, really be alright with it? More than you've been with my previous girlfriends? Please?"