Send Me In Orbit

Roleplay

What would have happened if Cass wasn't waiting up for Basti and Iris.

"Hey, as long as we're together and as long as we love each other...we can do anything. I love you."

Iris smiled up at him. "I love you too."

Basti kissed the top of her head as she settled onto his shoulder. They've only been married a few weeks and it hasn't exactly been smooth sailing all the time, but he absolutely believed his words. There was nothing that he and Iris couldn't do together.

And that began with his little idea from earlier in the evening.

"Take two?" He asked.

Iris looked up at him in confusion. "Anong take two?"

"Let's pretend we're strangers, meeting in this club for the first time."

"Ano ba?" Iris laughed and slapped his arm. "Hindi nga natin magawa, diba? Tawa tayo ng tawa."

"Come on, let's try again. Seriously this time."

"Bakit ba desidido ka diyan?" Iris asked.

Basti shrugged. "I just want to know what it's like...to pick up this hot, amazingly beautiful girl," he stroked a hand through her hair. "In a bar...take her home with me..."

Iris blushed under his gaze and looked down at the table. "Parang naman hindi mo na-experience yan sa Greece."

"Iris, you know I was never like that." He tilted her chin up to look at him. "It's only been you. It will only ever be you."

He took her hand and kissed it. "So, please? Indulge your husband?"

Iris smiled. "Sige na."

Basti stood up excitedly and grabbed his beer. "Seriously this time, okay? No laughing!"

"Oo na. Bilis na para makauwi na tayo," Iris laughed. Her cheeks were flushed a lovely pink from the beer and Basti knew that they had both drunk enough for this to go much more smoothly this time.

He took his position at the counter and sipped his beer, gathering up his courage to do this. It was odd but he did feel nervous, like he really was about to hit on a stranger for the first time.

He glanced over at the the table. Iris was sipping her beer, her long hair a curtain falling over her face. Basti kept looking, admiring the smoothness of her skin, the curve of her body, the way her hair fell around her in silky waves. His wife was breathtaking...No. Tonight, she wasn't his wife. Tonight, she's a nameless beautiful, sexy girl in a bar. And he's dying to know her name.

She looked over her shoulder and their eyes met. Basti didn't know if it was the alcohol or her gaze but his insides were burning up. He raised his bottle as a silent toast and she mimicked the gesture. She turned back to the table as she drank her beer while Basti kept his eyes on her.

A few more sips and he worked up the courage to walk across the room.

"Hi," he said as he reached her table. "Is anyone sitting here?"

The girl shook her head and Basti took the seat beside her. He held out his hand. "I'm Sebastian Valderama. Call me Basti."

She put her hand in his. "Iris Va-," she cleared her throat. "Iris Duico. Just Iris."

Basti could see the mirth dancing in her eyes and he appreciated her genuine effort to play along, even though he know silly they looked and sounded. He didn't let go of her hand.

"So, what brings you here tonight, Iris?" He asked.

He could see her suppress a smirk and yes, he knew all of his lines were lame and cheesy but he truly hasn't done this before. Cut him some slack, please.