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He wasn’t sure what to expect when he asked Melody if she wanted to get out of there, but her kissing his cheek so close to his lips certainly wasn’t what he had in mind. His heart was racing, and now he really wanted to get out of there... Was this for real? He could already feel himself wanting to be around the twin more... wanting more. Still, both his brothers' voices rang in his head about hooking up instead of actually dating. To stop focusing on his emotions so much. But how could he? How did they make it seem so easy?

She seemed shocked by the news of the cheating, which confirmed to Boomer that Millie probably kept this information from her sister for a reason. He nodded in confirmation, silence filling the space between the two as Melody was likely processing his words. He wondered if she planned to talk to her sister about this afterwards. 

As Melody began to apologize, he couldn’t help but notice the way she changed the phrasing of her words, as if it would make Boomer feel any better. Obviously she didn’t know. She even tried defending her sister, insisting she wasn’t a bad person, but Boomer found that hard to believe; his view on her was entirely jaded. On the other hand, it was unexpected of Melody to attempt to find a way to make it up to him. It once again showed how much different the two sisters were. “Huh?” He said at first, surprised by the question. “I… I don’t know.” He was suddenly at a loss, flattered by the offer but knowing that at the end of the day, there wasn’t really much Melody could do to make it better. “You don’t need to do anything,” he finally continued, shaking his head. “None of it was your fault. But … thanks.”

As he confirmed what she already assumed, the model still sighed. “I’m sorry she hurt you.” Melody decided to apologize once again. If there was nothing she could do to make up for her sisters wrong doings, then the least she could do is continue to apologize for it, especially when knowing that Millie most likely wouldn’t do so anytime soon. If she was apologetic at all. “I’m sorry for not knowing about this sooner either because if I had…..” She trailed off, only to half-heartedly shrugged. Melody has not been back in the isle in so long, even if she had been told about any of this sooner, what difference would that have made? Nothing most likely. Or perhaps, she could’ve influenced her sister from not cheating if she had known, or perhaps it would’ve still occurred. Who knows. 

Not feeling right in leaving things this way but still unsure of what to do, her phone suddenly light up, distracting her. Breaking her gaze, Melody saw her twins name flash on her screen, causing her to faintly smile. “I need to go.” She announced, looking back up at Boomer after reading her sisters message. Though she made no movement to go “You sure there isn’t anything I can do? Can I get you a drink or something before I go?"

Considering how often Boomer got into fights as a Rowdyruff boy, bruising was never a concern for him. Even as the sensitive one of the trio, he’d learned at a young age to suck it up and not be a baby in front of his brothers. There was no sympathy with them — so when Melody commented on his knuckles, ignoring the offered flask, it caught Boomer off guard. Instinctively, Boomer flexed his fingers to glance at his bruised knuckles at a different angle, becoming more aware of them now that the twin had pointed them out.

Before he could collect his thoughts, Melody grabbed his hand in her own. His hand flinched at her touch, not due to pain but due to the unexpected gentleness that came with her grasp. “No..” he trailed off, the pain that came with fighting something he was much used to by now. Despite his answer, Melody brought his knuckles up to her lips and kissed them. His eyes widened in surprise as her soft lips touched his skin, suddenly thinking of Millie again. It was as if Boomer was dreaming right now — for the tenderness Melody possessed was something he had wanted when dating Millie, even Bubbles too. Had Boomer dated the wrong twin all along? The wrong person?

Once her lips had pressed against his final bruise, Melody pulled back. She then took the risk in glancing back at him, noticing how Boomer’s gaze had been torn away from her as he instead took another sip out of his flask. The blondes inability to match her gaze did not deter the model, however, as that instead presented the sight of the bruise he had on his cheek once again. She stared. Should she? 

It would be even bolder of her if she did. If kissing the back of his hand had already been so out of character for her, than surely going forth and kissing his bruised cheek would be abnormal. Especially when Melody has yet to know Boomer like that. He was her sister’s ex, yet one whom she hadn’t known about until recently. He should be a stranger to her—an enemy even—yet he wasn’t exactly that either. Even so, she continued to focus on his cheek, not yet uttering a single word but she didn’t need to for then the blonde suddenly asked if she wanted to get out of here. Melody blinked, not fully registering his words. She truly wasn’t thinking clearly—she must’ve drank more than she thought—for the older twin didn’t respond. Instead, she leaned forward and now pressed a soft kiss against his cheek, lips grazing so very close to his own. 

With how in love Morty and Bubbles were, it would probably take an Earth-shattering event to separate them. But that didn’t mean there still couldn’t be drama surrounding them and Millie—through no fault of their own, but a mutual connection gone sour. Ferdie trusted that Melody already knew the backstory between all the ex couples at play in this situation, but he knew that Morty had only told direct family (him, their moms, and their aunt and uncle) about his recent hospital stint and was perhaps talking to Millie today, so unless Bubbles or Dewey had already spilled the tea to everyone (unlikely) that meant nobody had yet had a chance to break it to Melody. As the closest of friends, it only felt appropriate for them to rekindle their old dine and dish sessions with the most juicy gossip their families had seen in a while.

“You’ll never guess who picked a fight with Morty,” he said, sarcasm tinting his tone, because what other answer was there than the guy who had also dated two of the women Morty had dated, and was a volatile Rowdyruff boy to boot? But just in case Melody didn’t pick up immediately anyway, Ferdie gave the answer: “Boomer Jojo.” Setting his jaw, he mentally prepared himself to tell the full story without inserting too much emotion, because as compelling as it was as a piece of gossip to share, it also kind of pissed him off. Ferdie wasn’t someone who angered easily, but of course anyone that hurt his family—especially his twin brother—would get under his skin. He could only imagine Melody would feel the same once she heard what the blonde Rowdyruff had said about her own twin.

“Apparently Boomer blames Morty for his break-ups with Bubbles and Millie,” he explained. “So they bumped into each other on the street, Boomer started going off on him about—” Ferdie waved his hand to suggest untranslatable nonsense, pressing his lips together. This was a nice bakery, so he lowered his voice, leaning towards Melody across the table so she could hear him, but hopefully nobody else would. The rest of the story was conveyed in a hushed rush, “He called Millie a slut, Morty swung on him, Boomer swung back and wouldn’t stop until Bubbles tackled him…Morty ended up with a broken hand and a concussion. And you don’t even want to see his face.” Ferdie winced. It hurt him just to look at his brother. “In essence, we’re not so identical right now.” He leaned back in his seat now, returning to a normal volume.

“What happened?” She questioned, trying to figure out if there was anything else Millie had recently told her that she may have forgotten. The news couldn’t involve the two being back together— the recent and fresh reminder of how her twin had broken down within her arms as she disclosed the fact that Morty was now together with Bubbles. It was a heartbreaking sight, Melody never seeing her sister in such a state before, and with the additional fact of knowing that Morty had wanted to pause things completely with her sister and merely stay as friends with her? There’s no possible way that whatever this big mess was involved the two being back together again. Unless, this was Ferdie’s way of informing Melody that his brother was in love with someone else in the off chance her sister hadn’t mentioned this to her? Melody didn’t think that was the case. However, she couldn’t help but foresee that the relationship between Morty and Bubbles would cause a rift between them and Millie the longer the two are together. 

Plucking her fork back into the slice, her best friend elaborated on the news. She gasped as Ferdie mentioned someone picking a fight with Morty, her confusion becoming more prevalent as Melody wasn’t sure of who it was despite the obvious sarcasm dripping within her friends tone. But she didn’t need to spend much time wondering, because soon after he mentioned the person’s name— Melody gasped even louder. Boomer Jojo. As in Millie’s recent ex-boyfriend? The same ex-boyfriend whom her twin had also recently confessed in cheating on? And the same ex-boyfriend who the model hadn’t realized her sister had even been dating because she didn’t view her relationship with him as important enough to mention, and only did so up until recently because said ex-boyfriend of her twin sister had mistaken Melody for Millie when he first saw her. That Boomer Jojo. The fact that she had been with the blonde a mere couple of hours ago as this newfound information was being dropped onto her had caused the color to drain from Melody’s face. But oh Ferdie wasn’t done with his explanation, for he then went on to tell her about how Boomer blamed Morty for his breakup with Millie and Bubbles, and how his twin had randomly bumped into the Rowdyruff which spun into a fight between them. And the way Ferdie leaned in and spoke with a hushed tone as he mentioned Boomer calling her sister a ‘slut’— that caused Melody’s stomach to turn. "He called her that?"

Speechless by the news, she didn’t know how to respond. She was shocked to find out that a friend of her’s had gotten hurt, but then her mind immediately went towards Millie. Oh, how her sister was going to be even more devastated once she found out if she didn’t already know. But then a flashed reminder of her noticing Boomer’s bruised knuckles the night before and of how she had pressed her lips against them— being completely unaware of the true nature of how he had gotten those bruises. Instead, she allowed careless actions of kissing his knuckles and oblivious nature in leading her to kissing his other injuries Boomer sported. Which then lead to them leaving the club altogether for somewhere more private and— “…..Morty’s fine now, isn’t he?…..He’s safe and sound?” She shakenly was able to make out, adjusting the collar of her shirt and unknowing allowing the fresh mark of a hickey on her collarbone to be visible. Anything more, and Melody just might vomit out the little bits of food she just ate. 

As Millie hid her face against her shoulder and wrapped her arms tightly around her, it was no shock to anyone when her twin began to fall into tears about this revelation. The sight alone caused Melody’s own heart to break, clutching the older close as she continued to run her fingers through her long hair in attempts to sooth her. “I know, Mimi. I know.” Melody replied, still loss for words on what to say. Morty and Bubbles. She knew the blonde was equally as close to Morty as her sister was—in fact, all three of them were quite the tight nit circle of their own, square even when counting Dewey—but certainly that would mean Bubbles had known all along how Millie felt for Morty? Then again, it wasn’t like the two hadn’t broken up many times throughout the years, her sister being the one to break things off whenever she and Morty would get into a bad disagreement with each other. They’ve even dated other people (Boomer being a very clear example of this despite the irrelevance of their relationship to Millie), but then the two of them would find themselves reconnecting and getting back together again. The entire time, her twins love for him never once wavering. It came to a point where for as much as Melody didn’t agree with how frequent their on again and off again relationship status had been, she had also hoped that one day the two of them would find a point where they only wanted to be together again. Which is why she had thought Morty was the one Millie cheated on Boomer with. He was the only person she could imagine her sister doing such a thing with, so to also know it wasn’t Morty at all but rather a sibling of Boomer’s? Was Morty and Bubbles together at the time Millie had been dating Boomer, is that why? No, that wouldn’t make sense with everything the model knew. At the very least, her twin would surely have mentioned that to her even if it broke her heart in having to admit to this kind of reality. 

"Right," the blonde nodded, but Melody's attempted reassurance didn't do much to ease his disappointment. If anything, it only felt like she was pitying him now. Knowing what happened between him and Millie, chances were high that telling Melody didn't simply slip her mind. She was embarrassed, ashamed. He wondered if she felt embarrassed because she had dated Boomer or because she cheated on Boomer — possibly both. Butch had certainly been right about Millie pity-dating him.

The Rowdyruff boy sighed again as he prepared to rip the bandage off: "I mean she cheated on me." A moment of silence followed, the blonde glancing down at his feet as he stuffed his hands in his pockets. He didn't bother to mention his brother's involvement or the fact that Boomer had caught them in the act. He preferred not to talk about it. "... So I'm not sure it actually did slip her mind." Unless he seriously was that forgettable, which could very well be true at this rate. He shook his head, suddenly realizing he was burdening Millie's twin sister of all people with his heartache. How embarrassing. "Anyways, I don't want to keep wasting your time. It sounds like you and your sister have a lot to catch up on, so..."

And it seemed like she didn’t need to, for the blonde confessed to what Millie had done. Hearing the words “she cheated on me” coming out of his mouth, Melody looked at him with shocked. “—She cheated?!” The model repeated, in disbelief. In hindsight, considering what she so far had learned about their past relationship, it would make sense this had been the outcome if her twin truly never felt so strongly for Boomer. But even if her relationship with him had been nothing more than as a distraction for a short period of time, Melody would have at least hoped that her sister would know better to break up with him rather than cheat on him. Yet, the way he stared at the ground after confessing what she had done before reaffirming that it may have been intentional that her sister never mentioned him to her before, she frowned.

“I’m so sorry, Boomer, I didn’t kn—” As she began to make her apology, Melody cut herself off before she could finish what she was about to stay. Instead, she ruefully smiled at him. “I’m sorry she did that to you.” Is what she merely decided to say. “I know there isn’t any excuse for Mille doing so or for how she treated you, but please know she’s not such a bad person.” Maybe her actions weren’t so great, and it was more likely that her twin had not been in the best mental state at the time she and Boomer dated, but that still didn’t excuse her sister from hurting him. “How can I make it up to you?” 

"Pretty much," Boomer answered honestly. He could even recall Millie calling him an idiot while they were together, although she had said it in a teasing tone followed by a playful push on his chest. Jokingly or not, it was a word that was said toward Boomer so often that it was practically a nickname, especially from his brothers. In fact, besides Melody, he couldn't think of anyone else who didn't consider him an idiot. Hearing that she disagreed with the majority of people was actually refreshing. His expression softened, but only momentarily as he suddenly watched Melody stumble back. He must have been right about the heels, noticing how wobbly she was as she tightened her grip on him. "Seriously, you should probably sit," he ignored her apology, ready to stand and let her use his stool until she attempted to reassure him. The blonde smiled again, unable to help but be amused by how much Melody was trying to fool him — she wasn't an actress like her sister, that was for sure.

Before Boomer could say anything else, a person brushing past the two of them from behind caused Melody to stumble again, and the Rowdyruff boy instinctively reached his arm out to stop her from falling. The next set of movements happened so quickly — his arm firmly wrapped around Melody's waist, then he swiftly pulled her so she landed right onto his lap. "Hey, watch it," Boomer snapped at the stranger, who was already out of earshot and didn't even bother to turn around. "Dickhead."

She barely processed anything that happened, merely staring with vague confusion as Boomer tried to call out towards whoever had accidentally pushed her before calling that same person a “Dickhead" despite them being well away from earshot by now. It wasn’t until the blonde then redirected his attention back towards her is when the model snapped out of it. “Huh? Oh yes, I’m alright.” She replied, turning her head to look back at him. With this newfound position, they much closer now, her face just centimeters away from his. Oh, she blinked once again. 

Melody could see the bruise on his cheek much clearer now. So someone had hurt him then. The mark was still rather faint, as if whoever had done so wasn’t able to leave a lasting bruise, or maybe it had been long enough where it was already around ninety percent healed. But even once, once again she wondered— what happened? This time around, she opened her mouth to question, yet before any of it could be uttered, a newfound injury caught her attention. The bruises on his knuckles. Due to the busyness of the bar and the lack of attention either of them were still getting from the bartenders, Boomer had gone and pulled out a flask from his pocket, but in the process he used his other hand and that is when she noticed the other marks. Does he often get hurt like this? She questioned to herself, just as he offered his flask to her. “You’re knuckles.” Melody instead said, still focused on the bruises he was sporting to even consider accepting the offered flask. Never mind the fact that he could potentially be kicked out if it was discovered he brought outdoor liquor into a private establishment. That was the least of importance right now. 

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As Melody slid closer to her sister, Millie heard her twin's sigh and she closed her eyes. She knew her sister would be honest and straightforward with her response, and she was ready to hear it from her. Millie sighed next. "I know ... I didn't realize how sensitive he was," she confessed further. Not that it was a bad thing — the Rowdyruff boys just had a reputation of being bad and tough, but Boomer never really fit that description from Millie's perspective. "I still feel so awful about everything.."

Continuing to run her fingers through her sister’s hair, the model had to admit, she was curious to know who it was Millie had cheated on Boomer with. Morty had been the obvious conclusion with the history her twin has with him, hence why she questioned if it had been with him. It would not surprise her if Millie fell back into old habits with him despite already being with someone at the time due to how strongly she felt for Morty. After all, for as long as Melody can remember, she's known that Millie was in love with Morty.  

Maybe he was, as he noticed Melody's cheeks also redden at the embarrassing interaction. Way to go Boomer, making things awkward. Still, it gave him a slight sense of relief; maybe Melody was embarrassed because now she was recognizing him. She even attempted to kindly brush it off, which he appreciated, and he matched her light smile. At least, until her next question. His smile fell as soon as he realized that, not only had he been right in his assumption that Millie had never even sent a picture of them to her twin, but she never even told Melody about Boomer at all. Was he really that much of a loser?

"She never told you about me.." Boomer trailed off at the realization, unable to hide the disappointment that now plagued his expression. This was even more embarrassing now, but he knew this wasn't Melody's fault. He cleared his throat awkwardly as he clarified, "It was during the summer.." He sighed as he realized something else, too. ".. She probably didn't tell you because of what she did."

Should she confirm to him that her twin hadn’t said anything? The blonde already looked as if she had tried to kick him down merely by him realizing that she wasn’t Millie in the first place, so would she want to hurt him even more by confirming to him that he may not have been significant enough to her twin for her to mention him? Although, it may not matter either way seeing how she already insinuated that he may not have been important with just her question alone. Oh, she felt regretful for doing that, but finding no other choice outside lying to him, Melody pitifully smiled at Boomer as a response. “Please don’t take it too personally — we haven’t had much time to speak to one another during the recent months, so it could’ve easily slipped her mind.” She tried to reassure, which wasn’t so far off from the truth. She had become even busier the past couple of months to chat with her twin for so long, however, there had been enough time for Millie to tell her she was seeing someone new.

Especially if it was during the summer when they dated, she frowned hearing that news but nodded head to show she was listening. Now Melody found it even stranger that Millie hadn’t told her about Boomer. Even if it had been a summer fling or a one-off kind of thing, normally her sister would’ve said something and yet— “What she did?” The model repeated his words, her brows furrowed together in confusion. Millie had done something to him? Not wanting to be one to assume, she tilted her head at him. “What? What do you mean by that?”

As Boomer contemplated stealing from the bar, his focus was broken as an elbow softly bumped into his arm. Turning his head, he immediately recognized the figure beside him, his cheeks reddening in embarrassment. What were the chances, seriously? For a split second, Boomer had actually thought she was Millie again, just by her demeanor at first glance. He had already gotten chewed out by Bubbles for what he did to Morty, so of course he was expecting his other ex to do the same now, thankful that he’d already sipped from his flask beforehand to numb him from hurting too much over it. Instead of being met with anger though, she gently placed her hands on his arm and shoulder, apologizing... Oh, this wasn’t Millie. Recognizing that this was Melody now, Boomer’s eyebrows narrowed, her hands lingering on him still as he blurted out what had been on his mind. Her answer only surprised him more.

“No?” He repeated, as if maybe he hadn’t heard her correctly. It was loud in there after all, loud enough to where he didn’t even recognize Melody’s soft voice beside him just moments ago trying to get the bartender’s attention. This was probably the first time someone didn’t think Boomer was an idiot. Was she not pissed about what happened to Morty, too? Did she not know? If she hadn’t even known about Boomer and Millie dating before, it made him wonder if the twins were even really close at all. He glanced to where her hand still rested before meeting her gaze again. “Well, everyone else thinks I am,” he shrugged simply. Boomer had intended to say more, to bring up Millie and Morty and Bubbles, and even how he stupidly mistook Melody for Millie their first meeting (and sort of again tonight, not that she knew that), but he was distracted by her. He couldn't help but notice how different her touch felt to Millie's, how despite that she'd obviously been drinking, she was still so gentle. Was the alcohol the reason why she didn’t know what he was talking about? Maybe she even needed to keep her hands on him to hold herself steady, glancing down at the heels she wore that probably weren’t easy to walk in.. The blonde couldn’t hide the small smile that began to form as he asked, “Uh, do you need to sit down..?”

“Everyone?” She frowned, hearing him say how everyone else viewed him as an idiot. Well, that wasn’t nice. She understood that she hadn’t known Boomer for so long, this literally being the second time she’s spoken to him within her life, but she found that it wasn’t right for people to call him an idiot. Even if he was—which in her opinion, no one should be ever called an idiot regardless of whether it was collectively agreed that they were—it was evident that he wasn’t in the soundest of minds as of lately. Just by his expression alone, Melody could tell that there may be more than just his past relationship with Millie that was troubling him. And also noticing it now, when he turned his head to look at her, there was what seemed to be a faint mark against his cheek. Melody couldn’t help but wonder— did someone try to hurt him? But why? She wanted to question about about that mark, but even in her inebriated state, the brunette still had some sense in knowing that it may not be her place to ask him what happened. It may not even be a bruise in the first place.

“I don’t think you’re an idiot, so you don’t need to count me as one of them.” She found herself repeating, going as far as to shake her head even as to prove her point. But doing so only caused the model in becoming a little dizzy, Melody stumbling back once again as the dizziness had hit her, only for her to use her told on Boomer to keep her steady. Her grip had tightened for a quick second. “Sorry…” She apologized once more, loosening her grip yet not removing her hold on him. Unfortunately, with how pack this bar was, there weren’t any seats available for her to sit on, forcing the model in needing to continue standing in her heels. At least until she’s finally able to catch one of the bartenders attentions so she could head back to her colleagues. Finding herself talking with Boomer had distracted Melody with her initial reason for coming to the bar in the first place, and it seemed like he too noticed the lack of available seating as the blonde then smiled at her and asked if she needed a sit. Aware that there wasn’t any current seat available, the only conclusion the brunette could make was that he was planning on offering her his seat, which in return, she only again shook her head— slowly. “I’m fine.” Melody reassured, though she has yet to remove her hands away from his shoulder. “I just need to catch one of the bartenders attention to order a drink and then I’ll be completely out of your way.” 

She met her twin's gaze, giving her a look that silently said I don't think you're ready to hear all of this. What she said was true, it was better to unpack everything face-to-face, but she also didn't want to disappoint her sister, avoiding dumping all of her problems on her and expecting her to clean them up like she always used to. Yet, Melody still returned to a great huge mess that Millie made. A mess that was bigger than Millie had even expected, as Melody revealed what exactly Boomer had said to her. The twin literally covered her face with her hands in embarrassment as she mumbled, "Oh god," against her palms. How completely embarrassing! What was wrong with this Boomer guy, seriously?

In the process of hearing this, Millie slouched back against the back of the couch, finally bringing her palms away from her face. Meeting her sister's horrified expression, the guilt returned, and Millie took in a deep breath. The sisters had been apart for so long recently, that Millie almost forgot that it was okay to bring down her walls with her sister. She performed for everyone else around her, but she could always be real with Melody. No matter how many messes her sister cleaned up for her, she always came back at the end of the day. So, she finally came clean — "I didn't tell you about Boomer in between Morty because I didn't think it was that serious. I just .. wanted a summer fling because I was bored and Morty and I were on a break, and Boomer showered me with attention all the time and was the perfect distraction—" She could never turn down attention at the end of the day, but Boomer was clearly not her type, which Melody probably recognized too. "— but I accidentally lead him on and did something really, really stupid." It was only the tip of the iceberg, but she didn't want to overwhelm her sister, gauging Melody's reaction so far as she added, "Oh Melly, I'm so glad you're back." Her head fell on her sister's shoulder. "Sometimes I don't feel like myself when you're away for too long."

Rather than verbally responding to her sister’s statement, Melody only nodded, showing that she was still willing to hear her out despite wishing she had been told about all of this sooner. From what Boomer had told her, the younger was aware that their relationship hadn’t ended on good terms. On the contrary, her twin had cheated on him which had resulted in their breakup— another fact in which she wasn’t happy to hear about. But knowing her sister, the only reason Millie had done that would have to have been because she never was as into their relationship as her ex-boyfriend was. He didn’t exactly look like the type of guy Millie would go for, but it has been so long since she last been around, Melody assumed that maybe Millie decided to give other guys a chance. But now knowing that tidbit, it’s no wonder she hadn’t heard anything about this until now, because otherwise Millie would have told her about Boomer sooner.

Watching as Millie slouched back, the younger already began to feel sorry for her twin. She could see that this wasn’t how she wanted her to find out about any of this. Maybe her sister had hoped that she wouldn’t have to tell her about any of this in the first place, for hearing her confess that she didn’t think their relationship was that serious and all she wanted was a fling while she and Morty had been on break, the younger of the two sighed. “Mimi,” The model began, sliding closer towards her sister. As the older rested her head against her shoulder, the remorse and shame for her actions evident within the tone of the older’s voice, the brunette sighed once again. “I won’t sugarcoat it— you did lead him on because Boomer looked very hurt when he thought he was talking to you. He must’ve genuinely really liked you, which may be why he wasn’t aware that you only wanted things to be casual between you two.” Or perhaps he had been aware, but fell for her sister anyways. Millie was very charming and had a way of hooking people to her. Which is why she was such an amazing actress, but also a trait of her twin in which Melody sometimes felt jealous over.  “Aww, I missed you too Mimi! I really wished I could have came home sooner.” She ranked her fingers gently down her sisters hair, glad to be next to her. “And I understand why you didn’t tell me sooner, but, you know I wouldn’t judge if you were only dating Boomer because you and Morty weren’t at the time. Which—” Now, the model began hesitating. “That something really, really stupid….Boomer, he— he had mentioned to me how you two broke up. But he never told me with who, was it... with Morty?”