Aaliyah
'We have a press conference today so if you have a hangover get over it!'
Aaliyah got the text just as Ivan entered the cafe. She snickered and held her phone up at him, "A hangover? Please, Ivan, you should know me better than that." She rolled her eyes and put the phone down on the table and sighed. He'll notice in 1...2...3...
"-what the hell happened to your face?!"
Aaliyah rolled her blue eyes again, "'What the hell happened to your face?'" She mimicked, "Why thank you, Vanny boy, that's exactly what a girl likes to hear." She took a long, calculated sip of her coffee before answering. "John and I were driving home and we got in a little fender bender, it's no big deal, really." Though the bruise was caused by him punching her in the face, it's not that hard to get bruises in a car crash, either. Plus, it was a lot easier to lie to Bastian and Lydia than to Ivan, so, might as well tell the truth. "I was at the hospital, they said I was okay." She reached over and quick gave his hand a comforting squeeze before her eyes went to the sheet of music.
"Is this a new song?" Allie asked, changing the subject and taking her hand from his so that she could pick up the paper and look at it. She found herself humming the song and smiling, it was good, catchy, the fans would love it, but- "There's no chorus." She blurted out, pointing to the paper, "Oh no!" She covered her mouth with her hands, "You were writing it when I texted you! I'm so sorry, Ivan! You didn't have to come, really! You could have told me!" She shook her head, disappointed with herself. "If I do that again, Ivan, don't listen to me, okay?"
She held out her coffee to him, as if giving away her precious caffeine would make amends, "Here, take my coffee," she said, rather dramatically, "It's all I have to give!" There was a cute little grin on her face as she bowed her head to him.