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“That’s what I’m here for.” she smiled lightly knowing damn well she wanted more. “How about I stop by this weekend.” she blurted out quickly before biting her lip. “Yes, you call all the shots. You make the money moves. Definitely HBIC materiel if you ask me.” she shrugged looking over at him, taking a sip of her coffee she completely forgot she had. “Bet! Provide the tights and I’ll bring my A game. I’m gonna blow you out of the water, sweet cheeks” she teased him while sticking her tongue out. “But in all seriousness I am super happy for you. I know the last time we spoke you had just changed your major because you were afraid of not being able to provide for your family and all… H-.. How’s that going if you don’t mind me asking” she asked trying to hint at Celine but not wanting to bring her up. “Ahh yes no Mr. Ariella to worry about,” she let out a sigh while looking down at her feet. Having a love life was something Ariella hadn’t done in all this time. “Growing up in that city was amazing, I miss it. She’s gonna be a cool ass person Mi, are you ready for that?” she asked as they walked up to the front of the restaurant and reached for the door.

Milo raised his eyebrows, not really expecting Ariella to be so - eager. “Yeah - I’d like that...” he smiled warmly as he answered her. “I guess so....” he shrugged, “A lot different than college, huh?” he asked ironically. Milo wasn’t the boss of anything in college. Milo laughed with her, she was so lighthearted and she made it look easy, and she was easy to be around. Milo forgotten how light she made him feel. “Uhh - well... I got lucky, I suppose...” Milo suggested, but with her bringing up a family he didn’t really know what to say. “Uhh - no wife and kids yet.” he answered, somewhat awkwardly. He and Mac had just had a conversation about marriage and children. He liked that she was as interested as he was. “No, Mr. Ariella? Less problems for me then.” he replied, as they walked up to the front door of the restaurant. He opened the door for Ariella. “I don’t know... I’m definitely not ready for her to have a boyfriend, so I guess that’s your answer.” he laughed. 

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“It’s only right for me as the good person I am, to make sure that you’re living in the best space ever.” she said nervously with a smile on her lips. Ariella felt her stomach doing flips. The last time she was in the same room as Milo he was confessing that he may have loved her, and it brought an odd ache to her heart. She couldn’t help but think about Celine… “Y-.. yeah, it stands for Head Bitch In Charge.” she said quickly snapping out of it, and laughing at the fact that she just called him that. She felt her cheeks get red at his comment… She never remembered him being so forward, joking or not. “I’d completely make your rendition of Peter Pan look mediocre, I’m down.” she said trying to keep a straight face. “Oh god I was always all over the place, so I’m really happy to finally be grounded and doing what I love.” Ariella was very grateful for her career and everyone that got her there. “13 no way!” she gasped, the last time she had seen the girl she couldn’t have been more that 8 years old. “Time really flies wow! I mean it’s a girl thing, teenage angst is so cool until you realize it’s not. Next time she’s in town I’d really like to see her, and maybe take her around.” she suggested.

“Well, if I’m gonna - entertain guests every once and a while it should look it’s best.” he shrugged, trying to come up with a reason for an interior decorator. “I’m the ‘head bitch in charge’? Well, I don’t know about all that...” Milo laughed, his hand laying on his chest as he did. She blushed and he couldn’t help but smile at her. “Well, that, is a completely different reason. I don’t think anyone could be a better Peter Pan than me. They don’t give out directing jobs to just anyone...” they crossed a street and he could see the sign to the restaurant up ahead. “I’m happy for you. And what about your love life? Is there a Mr. Ariella I should be worried about.” Milo tried to make the statement seem lighter, less serious and less interested than he actually was. Milo nodded as she repeated him. “London? I dunno if she’s the London type now... she loves New York City & Art.... at least that’s on her instagram page.” he joked once more. Milo trained himself and now, felt less pressure in all of his relationships, and he was a lighter person for it and more enjoyable he presumed. 

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Well, so be it. No it’s not! Yeah but threads make no sense once you’re on your timeline. You’ll always have to scroll so far back just to see when the thread begins. Plus, if you’re on instagram, all you need to do is post a picture and the caption can be your whole twitter thread in one. It’s amazing! My knowledge on the art of selfies will only be shared for instagram. This is your only chance, buddy. Give up twitter now and make your life better.

So you’re one of the few who actually impress me, but I don’t know a name... Pftt..... that’s nothing. At least every thought I have doesn’t have to be unnecessarily attached to a photo that may or may not have anything to do with what I want to talk about. Yeah, but how can I talk about politics or conspiracy theories and have an actual conversation? In my comments? That’s lame. Ehhh - I dunno. A pretty girl has a lot of power, but I don’t know if you have enough to completely disconnect me. 

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“You know that means you’ll have to show me the space, right?” she asked shyly. Milo had this effect on Ariella that she felt like she could never shake. Watching his familiar antics, she felt a sense of home come over her. “So what you’re telling me is that you’re basically the HBIC,” she snickered, but she felt an overwhelming sense of pride. She knew how much he loved the theatre and seeing him back in that atmosphere warmed her. “Bet, I’m going to get you into those tights watch!” she said giving him a cheesy smile. “Hey using these words make me feel like I’m not that old of an old person,” she shook her head, laughing at her thought process. She walked looking down at her shoes listening to the sound of his voice before realizing he was actually talking to her. “So-sorry, um yeah right. Funny story, I was helping my parents move into their new loft back home and I just kinda started putting things in places and now I’m here” she shrugged, her story wasn’t as exciting as she thought it would be. “How’s my Nina-Bean doing?”

“Yeah... I’m not against that...” Milo smiled warmly. The fact that she was an interior designer made things a lot easier for him to try and see her again... surely not for his wallet though. “HBIC?” Milo asked, taken aback.... he was not the most hip person... He thought maybe he should work on that, if he’s got a chance at making any new friends, or new ‘friends’. “I think you in green tights would be a much more spectacular show.” Milo scratched at the nape of his neck. He didn’t mean it in a dirty way, even though it may have come off that way, he didn’t think twice. “Hey, I’m older than you.” Milo nudged her lightly with his elbow. “That’s a very interesting way to decide what you want to do with your life... but you never were boring...” Milo reasoned as he thought aloud. “Nina?” Milo retorted joyfully, “She’s actually 13 now and she is.... kind of a troublemaker if I’m being honest...” Milo laughed. He was never a problematic as a child, but Nina was very different from him. She did what she wanted, never taking no for an answer. “She can kind of give my mom a hard time but she’s still beautiful and growing into... a good woman, I think....” 

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Hmm, what if I did say that, huh? What? Twitter is not as great as Instagram. What the hell can you do with 140 characters? it is! I’m sure you just haven’t mastered the art of taking a good picture. Specifically, a good selfie. I could teach you, you know. All you have to do is ask.

Then you’d be one of the few who actually impress me. Twitter is much better. Sure you only get 140 characters but you have threads and all that shit. Plus it is better organized. Well, I can’t argue there... I don’t know if I’ve ever taken a selfie in my whole life. Teach me how to take a selfie? A selfie that I would be posting on twitter, right?

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I mean, probably. It’s fine. I’m not like, butthurt about it. I’m not going to pester her when it’s not a huge deal to me. Maybe it should be but it just… isn’t? What do I need all that for? Except maybe tax breaks and for her to have my last name. What do you mean it’s not supportive? It’s true. Haven’t you seen how many people have settled down and gotten hitched and had kids? Almost everyone lives that life. 

Yeah true, but then... yanno, she’s your wife... on top of the tax breaks and last name. Wouldn’t that be insane? God, I sound fucking twelve. Look, if you don’t want to then don’t.... but it sounds like she may never push for it. Yeah, Jesus Christ, shit.... I can’t even imagine having kids right now. Well, at least I’m not alone... I mean, I don’t have a girlfriend or anything so I’m less off... but - I kinda ran into Ariella the other day.

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Ah, see! I can’t be talented in every aspect of life. That would be unfair. But, who really uses twitter though? It’s all about Instagram now.

So you’re saying you’re adequately talented in almost all aspects of life? What? Really? I definitely prefer twitter to Instagram. A picture is not a thousand words. 

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Ari’s eye widened a bit seeing that college Milo would’ve probably stated otherwise. “I love looking at rooms, please don’t tease me” she joked. “Really? If- Why’d you come back. I mean New York is home, why come back here.” she blurted out quickly before realizing maybe it wasn’t any of her business. She chewed on her lip before bringing her hair to the one side of her face. “You mentioned deal breakers, so now I have to see you in green tights.” she shrugged trying to keep a serious face before cracking up. God she missed him so much. Milo was still Milo, but again it was almost like he grew into himself. “I know, I was hella surprised to find out.” Ariella looked in the opposite direction that he pointed in, “Damn have you really been away that long? It’s over here silly” she shook her head and tugged at his sleeve.

“Yeah, of course...” Milo instinctively tugged on his earlobe lightly as he agreed. Of course he wanted to see her again. “Oh... actually, I’m -uh directing now... I got hired at a theatre here.” he explained hoping she was impressed. She reached over adjusting her hair out of her face. Milo suddenly felt a rush of nostalgia, he couldn’t believe he ran into Ariella on the streets of London... but he was happy he did. “Ah, see, nope, it’s too late... I know you’ll stay without the tights now.” he joked, raising an eyebrow at her mischievously. “You were ‘hella’ surprised?” Milo asked playfully. She tugged lightly at his sleeve and he followed. “It’s been a while, give me some credit.” he joked. He wondered what to ask at this moment, he couldn’t think of anything. He tried to think of something before they ended up waiting at a stoplight, “So... how did you decide that interior design was what you really wanted to be doing?”

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I’m sure it’ll be more than me, but even if isn’t I’ll clap loud enough for a whole theater. Uh… you know, probably not? Honestly, I should have a conversation with Lu about it but I don’t want to freak her out. I’m not in any rush as long as I still get to be with her. Takes off? What, your clothes? Your career? I feel like late twenties is when people start getting boring.

Oh - you think she’ll freak out? I mean - yeah, if I remember correctly I don’t think she was too down for the whole ‘lifetime commitment’ thing. Well, hopefully both, right? Oh come on, that’s not supportive, dude. 

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MA BOI

I’m not even sure I know anyone who would said ‘boi’?

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She continued to look at his features while he looked at the store. “Yup so if you want your living area not to look like a toenail, I guess I’m your gal” she cracked a smiled at her old friend. “I hope so, when is your next show. I’ll definitely try to make it, green tights or not” she joked. Ari had so many questions for him and they had a lot of movies to talk about, she could feel herself getting a little jittery from the thought of it. “.. Th-That actually sounds nice yeah” she nodded realizing that she most definitely did not eat breakfast that morning. “I dont even think I can roll my eyes hard enough to that statement,” she laughed, trying to relieve some of his obvious nerves.“Let’s go to Mick’s, I haven’t been there in forever” she exclaimed. 

"Actually, I might take you up on that offer...” Milo shrugged suggestively, “I mean I thought New York apartments could be kinda dumpy... And I’m paying more surprisingly here.” and if he was being honest, Milo would probably do a terrible job of decorating his place anyway. “Ah, see, you gave me the option so I might have to go with no...” Milo laughed, “But if it was a deal breaker you might’ve actually got me to do it...” he spoke almost suggestively, he was doing this new thing where he tried to say and do what he actually wanted. “Mick’s is still open? That sounds great, yeah...” Milo nodded, “Uh... is it this way?” Milo’s eyebrows met at the bridge of his nose as he tried to remember the location, raising his hand and gesturing down the road with his thumb. 

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Yeah, sure. I’ll let you know. In the meantime, I’ll be your hype man at your shows. For real. Yeah, Luna Lively. Uh… I think we both almost peed when we actually got together, I don’t know about the ‘getting super serious’ thing, yet. Not to say I’m not serious, because I’m crazy about her, but… you know what I mean. You are a single, adult man, Milo. Welcome to your late twenties.

Thanks, at least I’ll know one person in the audience. Well, yeah I would hope so if it’s been this long. Are you saying this means I’m not getting an invite to a wedding anytime soon? Ah, much better. The late twenties, I heard this is where it really, yanno, takes off... I mean, it kind of already is I guess....

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“More like it found me, and I decided to run away with it” she shook her head thinking about what she started off wanting to do versus what she was doing now. “Come here” she gestured him to move closer to see what she was able to see. “Do you see the store right down there before the corner? That is my design shop. I focus primarily on interior design while my partner focuses more on clothing design and everything comes to life right there.” she smiled widely. “Just when i thought I wasn’t gonna be able to see you in green tights.” she laughed and hugged him quickly, getting hit with a wave a nostalgia at his very familiar scent. “I m-mean yes, but it’s okay. It can wait”

Milo was taken aback by her statement, he was happy that she was happy with what she was doing and that she was doing well. He followed her motions and looked over to where she was gesturing, “Wow, that’s - amazing, El.” Milo looked over at the place Ariella owned in awe. It was a very nice place. Milo laughed, thinking back to the Peter Pan set and the tights in question. “Well, your green tight-filled fanasy might come true one day, finally.” Milo joked, he lowkey hoped that day would never come though.  And she hugged him, and he hugged her back softly... and then they separated. “Do you want to grab, I dunno, lunch? Or - or a coffee, yanno if you don’t have much time.” he tried to ask casually. “You know, you business types are always busy.” he joked nervously. 

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Well, I can’t be perfect and have it all, can I? It definitely is. Uber. I’m always down with the original.

You got me with that one. Yeah? I prefer Uber also, but I do think that some of the remakes do become better than the original on occasion. Like... twitter? Much better than facebook. 

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Young Vic? Good for you. Living it up, then. Ha-fucking-ha. Luna. Don’t know how I managed that but it’s been years, mate. I think it’s witchcraft but I’m fine with it. Oh hell… well, I guess that’s true. But hey man, plenty of fish in the sea. And you seem like you’ve got your shit together. You’re a catch, right? 

Thanks, I’m super excited. And yeah, if you ever want an audition, let me know. Wait, Luna Lively? Really? That’s amazing man, wow, it has been a few years. Pft, oh shut up, sounds like you guys should be getting super serious, huh? Wow, you definitely just gave me one of those single, adult men speeches. “Plenty of fish in the sea?” Damn, I thought I still had some time before I got that.