"you cannot be serious," raven assures herself, scoffing at sauls answer.
"what? would you rather I lied?" he asked rhetorically, brows scrunched together in annoyance.
"I mean not particularly but you could at least give me a real fucking answer. first of all, why is it that you only hated brandon and nikki when I started going out with them? and second of all, you only ever say you don't like them because they're assholes but you never say what they've done that is so bad? I mean like I get nikki but brandon? really?"
"does it matter? all actors turn into assholes at one point or another," he tells her with a shrug.
her hands immediately reach out but she turns around to contain herself. she took a few deep breaths to contain herself before whipping back around but in the time she took breathing, saul was thinking as well because he had something new to say. "how many times are you gonna blow me-us off for him?"
"What?" she asks, flabbergasted. "is this because I turned you down this morning?"
when he doesn't answer, instead looking away, ravens eyebrows raise considerably and her eyes fall to the ground for a moment. "it's not blowing you off if I never agreed in the first place."
"is there even a difference" saul asks rhetorically as if he really made a point.
"yes a fucking huge one, as big as your mouth," she mumbles the last bit. shaking her head, she continues. "alright, you called me annoying, and selfish and said you hated me when I asked to sit next to you because I didn't want axl's hands on me the whole time we were at dinner last night. why, after all of that, would I want to go anywhere with you?"
saul cringes as she recalls the events that took place the previous night. "you really thought I meant that?" he asks softly.
"you know I did. you, of all people, know how I feel about being called selfish," she narrows her eyes although her scowl falls momentarily, allowing the genuine hurt to take over her features.
and it makes saul feel terrible.
he shakes his head, knowing he can't own up to his own mistakes. knowing he can't force himself to take the hit to his pride and ego that would come with telling her actually regrets what he's said. so he takes the conversation a different route, dragging it out. "you say you hate me all the time, raven."
"not the way you said it, I don't," she immediately defends herself.
"what the hell does that mean? how did I say it any differently?" he asks incredulously.
