I'm not just one of your many toys
There food had been delivered, a chicken pesto salad and a strawberry mint lemonade now in front of Cosette. She smoothed her napkin into her lap as she took up her fork, watching Noemi as the woman chewed on a chip. Cosette knew the other probably would have preferred to stick to less irritating topics, but alas she simply couldn't help herself. Everytime Noemi left Apollo's office and the door closed, the look on her face was priceless. Often enough, Noemi would even stick her tongue out at the closed door when she knew no one but Cosette was looking. It would have been absolutely hysterical if Cosette didn't know that Apollo was actively trying to drive the poor woman mad. She'd have to talk some sense into that boy, not that he ever listened. Perhaps if she impressed upon Shaw the importance of keeping Noemi around? Unhelpful, too she wagered. Apollo listened to no one, not really, not even his best friend. He was going to epicly mess this up and then Cosette was going to be right cross with him. Noemi was a blessing, not to mention Cosette saw how Apollo looked at the woman. Cosette had known the young Prince for a few years now, seen many assistants come and go, but he had his eye on this one. There was something charming about Noemi that Cosette didn't think the other woman even truly realized.
She brought a hand to her mouth the cover the laugh that threatened to pop out of her when Noemi told her that brat
was an understatement for Apollo. Well, it wasn't exactly untrue. Before Cosette could even rightly agree, Noemi had launched into a tirade. Ah, yes. This was exactly what she was looking for, honestly. She wanted to know exactly where Noemi stood with Apollo, how she felt about him and really, she was on the right track. At least she wasn't blinded by his money or his good looks. Unfortunately, Noemi was only seeing exactly what Apollo was projecting. The vain, selfish, and rude playboy he tried so hard to convince people he was. So few knew the other side of the coin, the young man who was terrified of rejection, who covered pain with humor, who felt so guilty for all he did, but couldn't bring himself to stop because he didn't know how. Apollo Prince had no idea who he really was or even how to find that man. Cosette had noticed this through not only observation, but of course because she was with Shaw. Shaw didn't talk much about his life, or even much about Apollo, but every now and again he let things slip. Really, it made Cosette's soft heart hurt for the both of them. She hoped one day Shaw would open his eyes and realize she wanted every part of him, the good and the bad. She also hoped that some day, Apollo might find the woman who might not only do the same for him, but might inspire him to be a better, bigger person. Cosette hoped that woman was Noemi, but it was going to take work. So, so much work.
Cosette had been eating her salad as Noemi had regaled her, though she never lost that knowing little smile. Noemi finally bit into her wrap, her face creased with irritation as Cosette gave a little laugh. Her companions turned her face up to look at her again, the question on her lips that Cosette knew she'd ask. "Well for one I am terribly nosy, so I apologize in advance."
Best to get that out the way. Cosette wasn't much of a gossip herself, but she always had an ear out. She liked to be in the know and to know just what was going on in Epsilon. Truth be told, she probably had enough information on this person and that to get half of them fired, but she wasn't that sort of person. Quite unlike most of the other catty women who worked with herself and Noemi.
"I'm actually quite glad to hear that Apollo's darling face hasn't made you turn a blind eye to his shortcomings."
she said easily. The assistant before Noemi hadn't lasted hardly three weeks before she'd slept with Apollo and been let go for misconduct. "I've been Apollo's secretary for some time now and it's given me a bit of insight into him. Well, that and the fact that I'm seeing one of his only real friends, but I digress,"
she gave another chuckle. Noemi, too was observant and Cosette didn't exactly hide her relationship with Shaw. She expected questions to arise about that as well, but for now the focus was on Noemi and Apollo. Cosette would entertain questions about herself later she was sure. "The younger Prince is a handful, no question. He's vain and conceited and you're absolutely right in that he takes almost everything in his life for granted. All that aside, he has a good heart even if he hides behind the facade of a lesser man. He's never had anyone to tell him no, to give him direction or show him the way."
Cosette leaned back in her chair, looking pensive for a moment. "I'm not at all saying that it's your job to show our fair Prince what it's like to be human, but I would suggest trying to see past some of his flaws. There's a decent man beneath all of that who desperately wants to be seen, but has no idea how to."
Cosette gave a delicate shrug afterwards, digging into her salad once more. "Though of course he is rather infuriating, no? You'll get used to it, if you let yourself. Once he knows he can't needle you, he evens out. I promise."
Cosette smiled before taking a bite of her salad. If Apollo couldn't drive Noemi insane, he'd find a new tactic she was sure, but baby steps had to be taken.
♥ NOEMI C. VIDAL ♥