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To say that Melody was surprised that her roommate managed to KO in the front seat of her car for almost an hour while she swung by the grocery store, ran inside to pick up the pies (and a few other household essentials), then drove home was a bit of an understatement. “Poor guy must have been suffering heat exhaustion.” It’s probably a good thing I picked him up otherwise he probably would have missed his bus stop. Though it had only happened once, with another friend back in college, Melz would really prefer to not have to drive into the middle of butt freaking nowhere to pick someone up at the bus terminal because the driver neglected to check if anyone was laying down on the seats.

Thankfully she didn’t have work that night and was able to pick her friend up but not without warning that something like this was to never happen again.

Interrupting her mid-thought, the shrill sounding pre-heat ring on the oven went off prompting her to slide the frozen desserts in and set the timer for forty-five minutes. After which she sat back down at the dining room table and began combing through Pinterest for newly added cosplay outfits to gather ideas on what to make next since the two World of Warcraft characters were already complete; though Harvey didn’t know it one of them was for him.

A knowing, mischievous, smile spread across her face when the sound of water running through the pipes in the wall fell to a quiet hush indicating her unsuspecting roommate had finished taking his shower.

“C’est la vie” Melody smiled to herself. Let no one say she was anything but opportunistic.

The sound of wooden chair legs sliding against the flooring was anything but pleasing but she didn’t seem to mind all too much. Instead she retreated down the hallway towards her room and began digging around the closet for the Khadgar outfit she had made a few weeks ago when Harvey had reluctantly agreed to accompany her to Comicon.

Cosplay in hand she hustled to the bathroom and rapped her knuckles against the hollow core door. “Hey! Before you get dressed.” Melody grabbed a hold of the knob and turned it then thrusted the outfit inside before he could protest. “Try this on then let me see how it looks.”

“You, my dear Harvey. Will be my plus one to the next Comicon.” She offered him an almost triumphant smile. “For once, I will have someone to finally dress up with instead of going alone.” Yes she had found some like minded individuals who just reveled in cosplay and crafting and had been offered to join a group a few times. But she’d honestly wanted to go with someone she personally knew, not just an online pseudonym.

Lavender eyes glanced down at the towel and the water that was collecting around his feet, “Please, dry off completely before trying it on.” Found humor in the fact that he so proudly stood in the doorway unashamed and for modesty’s sake, Melody turned around. “I’ll be in my craft room once you’re ready so I can make adjustments.” Waved her hand dismissively as she then turned to head back down the hallway to the room adjacent from the one she slept in all the while refusing to hide the grin that nearly made her cheeks cramp.

Yes, yes she did have him in mind when she made it.

May have taken a peek at the clothes he’d left in the dryer a few months ago and nabbed the sizes off them. Not creepy at all since she was honestly just trying to wash her own clothes and was going to be nice and fold his before putting them back in the bin. It was more a matter of convenience

“Steal all the clothes from your closet and leave that as the only thing in there hanging so you’d have no choice but to try it on.” Melody replied with a straight face and it took all she had not to crack a smile. Waited a long moment to let that sink in before adding. “Honestly though, would have likely just resorted to begging and bribing.”

Shrugged then picked up her tomato full of pins and walked over to him checking the hem’s along the pant leg and sleeves, bringing it in where necessary.

“Khadgar, from the World of Warcraft game.” Although she personally didn’t play the game, she knew enough people who did and they talked about it frequently enough at work that it got her interested in the main characters. “From what I understand he’s a strong mage, and yes, he’s still alive.”

Melody looked up and smirked, “Give me some credit here, please.” Constantly thinking that she’d be setting him up to be the butt of some joke. “I made sure to pick a well respected character that was around your build.” Could have chosen the boy-king Anduin or his father King Varian Wrynn but Harvey did not have the soft child-like face of a paladin-priest, nor did he have the weathered expression of a hardened warrior. A powerful mage was definitely the way to go with him.

“Ok!” She stepped back and looked him over appraisingly, circling him twice to see if she missed a pleat. “Thank you!” her voice carried a sing-song tone to it as she then turned to get her cold glue gun from the sewing table. “Give me just one more moment,” To each pin she put a dab of glue to keep it from falling out when he changed and to save him from the annoyance of being poked.

“Aannnd… Done!” With a triumphant grin Melody put the glue gun down. “You can go get changed now. But before you run off I need to trace your hand size and borrow a pair of shoes, please. I have the boots, gloves and belt still to make next weekend. After that, I’ll work on the tome and staff.” Yes, she had every intention to go all out to make sure Harvey resembled the character to the best of her ability. A showcase of her craftsmanship and Melody was certain he’d wear it well albeit begrudgingly for the first few hours of the convention.

“Ohh! Thank you, thank you!” She beamed a smile at him while picking up several of the pins on her table, each were then stuck into her sewing tomato. Her crating area was a mess but at least it was an organized mess where she knew where almost everything was at unless it fell on the floor; always the last place she looked it seemed. Fortunately, between big projects the room was kept clean more so for Harvey’s sake than her own.

“It’ll be a great chance for me to try one of those tutorials I found. There’s a way to just make a boot sleeve basically, although…” She paused, lips pursed in contemplation. “I don’t think stretchy fabric will work so I might need to use a hidden zipper up the back seam.” Should work well enough. Would at least make it for easy storage between conventions.

“Anywho, once you’re dressed, do you wanna grab some lunch with me?” Mel felt famished since she’d skipped breakfast earlier.

“Ah, yes please.” Melody grabbed a sketch book off her bookshelf, opened it to a blank page, and snatched a mechanical pencil from her desk. “I admit, I’m not used to you being so… so amicable.” Poked him playfully in the shoulder with the eraser. “I can get used to it.”

Melody considered his words but ultimately shrugged and dismissed the idea completely. “Go, go!” Waived her hands dismissively and shooed him off.

Although it had been a while, she did remember from college that there was a time to bug Harvey and a time to leave him to his own devices. Particularly when he was deep into a coding project or graphic design. She knew more than anyone that when a muse strikes you have to hold onto it with all you have because once it’s gone then there was no knowing when the itch to complete the project would come back again.

That’s one thing about him she admired, the passion for his trades were much like her own. Never had she seen him tackle something half-assed and in those moments of needed concentration the best she could do was make sure he didn’t forget to eat and maybe just leave a plate of something on his desk beside him.

“I’ll wait for you in the car.” After grabbing her side bag, Melody plucked her keys from the hook on the wall and went outside until he was ready and joined her.

“Greek!”