Mako's Message: Gah. This didn't go as quickly as I wanted, but here it is. Enjoy.
Okay, so, talking to Riley didn't go AT ALL how I'd expected.
I knew Dave was mad at me, but I was hoping he wouldn't tell Riley all the details of our fight. Specifically the part where I called her a fuck doll. I never thought he was the type to spread stuff like that, but it was still worrying me. Especially since I needed her help.
So when I walked into NYBC and as soon as she saw me she pointed at me and said, "You!" I immediately went, "Ah crap"
She was with a customer at the time, so after she said that she pointed to one of the chairs and said, "Sit!
I hate being told what to do and being treated like a child, and Riley just did both, but I sat down and shut up. What else was I gonna do? I was kinda at her mercy.
Life would be so much simpler if I could just grab Dave and go, "This stud is MINE! If any of you bitches want him you'll have to fight me for him!"
So, I sat there and waited until Riley was customer free, and then she came over and sat across from me, crossed her legs and arms, and glared at me for a minute in silence, then finally said, "What did you do?"
It took me a second to realize Dave hadn't told her anything and I almost laughed in relief. Fortunately I was able to restrain myself. Since she didn't know, I figured it'd be best to play like I hadn't done anything, "What are you talking about?"
And she said, "Don't try to play innocent with me missy. Dave has been in a mood all week and he hasn't said anything about you AT ALL either, even in passing. That means he's intentionally NOT talking about you which means YOU are the reason he's upset. What. Did. You. Do?"
The last person I saw who was able to give an iron glare like that and put that much ice in their voice, and still look completely calm was my Dad.
I took a second to think before saying, "I said some things I really shouldn't have and I don't think I should repeat them, but I'm really really sorry."
Riley just went, "Hm," and kept staring at me like I was bug under a microscope or something. Just when I was about to say, "Fuck this, on to Plan B" she relaxed and asked, "What do you want?"
I said, "I need your help"
She raised her eyebrow at me and said, "Oh really?"
So I said, "Yes. He's not answering my calls and you're the only person who could get him to meet with me."
"What about his Dad."
"If Dave saw me at his Dad's house he'd probably just leave."
She just looked at me for a moment, then tilted her head, just a little, and said, "You want me to let you into our apartment."
I took a deep breath and said, "Yes."
"Why?"
"Well, his Birthday is in a couple days and I want to surprise him with dinner...and my apology."
She sat there staring at me again. A lot longer than the first time. A customer came in and she sighed, said, "I feel like I should be mad at you, but alright, I'll let you in the day before his birthday. I want my Dave back to normal," then went to take the lady's order.
So. Hard part is over. Now I just have to get everything ready in time.
And figure out what exactly I'm going to say.
