the music was good, the booze even better, and all in all, tonight’s party had been a pretty solid one so far. or... at least it had been, until his ex decided to show up with some new man, instilling a sudden rage inside iago that had come out of seemingly nowhere. was it jealousy? no. it couldn’t be. after all, what about this guy did he have to be jealous of? nothing. except... maybe the girl on his arm. but why should he care if this dude had his sloppy seconds? maybe it was just the alcohol in his system talking over the logic in his brain, or the pounding of his heart as memories of the good times filled his head, but the sudden need to get willow out of this douchebag’s arms and into his own was overwhelming.
“we need to talk.” iago didn’t wait for a response from willow or the other man as took his ex by the arm, guiding her out of the crowd of partygoers and towards a slightly more quiet corner of the room. “what’s the fucking deal here, huh? you think that if you parade some loser around, i’ll be begging to get you back, is that it? i don’t play those stupid games, willow.” @silentcallng
