[Klayko]

Bryce shrugged. 

"I showed my former bandmate the ropes" he said bluntly. "Last night at the awards show, he thought we were supposed to be cool from all the indirect shade and attacks him and the rest of my so called "brothers" were throwing when I made the decision to want to take a break from it all."

He thought that was something well known. Didn't Link read up on news articles or were those kind of things just generally concerns he didn't care about? He explained it all to the male. He started with just a small tid bit of how they all formed on some contest show a few years ago. Like any teen phase, their popularity blew up, even though they were the second to last in the contest to get eliminated. One of the judges, also a manager like Samuel, picked up on them and things began to bloom, but some of them, their "leader" as he put it, seemed to have the Beyonce complex of the group in that he dictated what they could and couldn't do, that included choice of song styles.

"What's wrong with a little R&B" he asked to nobody in particularly, but it was mostly directed towards Link. "He didn't like it. Heck he didn't even like us dancing as he felt we would be too cliche, so did I want to be a stiff robot for the next couple of years or did I want to diversify?"

He diversified clearly and it showed, though he was still clearly angry about the situation.

"Lost a fiance because of them influencing her into thinking I was a bad decision, so I decided why not humor them?"

He shrugged, finishing the entire bottle of water. When Link placed his hand on his shoulder, he tensed a bit, but there was a mention of dancing, which made him chuckle deeply.

"Dance!? You clearly must have been in the backwoods or something" he stood up from the seat, looking out at the dark dance floor. "Maybe I should see your body in action instead!"

Introduce the male to some new things and it seemed to be working. Maybe it was his natural charm when he wasn't being pestered by the likes of Bryce, but it actually felt good to be around someone that wasn't remissive in his intents. Fife seemed to casually enjoy being told words he probably hadn't heard in quite some time. There was no hidden intent in his words, truthfully. He was a bit tired of everyone else seemingly winning in more way than once and maybe just maybe, he was hoping that could change for once tonight. If Link was going to get lucky in handling Bryce, maybe he could with the male's friend.

"I don't think I could handle the needy housewife type" he admitted with a chuckle. "You don't seem to strike me as that kind of type either way."

He finished the wine in hand and rose up from the couch. The male wanted to go try out the clothes and Samuel had no objections to that idea. From the way he implied it, they may be trying on more things later down the line. He extended a hand out towards Fife.

"Not leading you like a child, I assure you" he smirked, giving a slight warm smile as the male placed his shirt back on. "The wine just has a way of slipping up on you is all, especially when going up the steps to the second floor."

When Fife was ready, he led the male upstairs to his new room.