𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧

PRIVATE:  She feels like she let you down, Bas. She’s going to have a hard time forgiving herself for that happened, even if it wasn’t her fault. She just needed a reminder that life and happiness is still out there. Who better to remind her of that than your hurricane of a sister from another mister. I mean, se gave me one for the weekend and I conveniently forgot to give it back… but yes. God, keep your pants on you animal. 

PRIVATE: But she didn’t, of course I don’t think that. It’s not anyone’s fault, these things happen. Way more often than anyone cares to admit, right? I don’t want to push her, I want to give her as much time and space as she needs to grieve. But I also don’t want her to think I’m shutting down or abandoning her. So it was really nice that she had someone other than me. A little chaos and stand up comedy from Victoria Pedretti was exactly what we both needed.

PRIVATE: Knowing that you’ll be haunted by the fact that you owe me, is more than enough satisfaction for me! I’m kidding, you don’t owe me anything and you’re not in my debt. There is no place I would have rather been this weekend. I love you and I love Lily and I’ll always be there for you guys. Whether you want it or not… because I have a house key now. 

PRIVATE: No, I’m serious. I couldn’t get her to eat or get out of bed or smile. You come over and it’s a whole different story. Thank you. Wait-she gave you a key? Goddammit. You might want to keep in the habit of calling first unless you want to awkwardly walk in on me in my natural state.

PRIVATE: No Bas… you can’t say that for certain, cause it really might have been my fault they are gone. If I knew… I wouldn’t have… I wouldn’t have been so careless..

PRIVATE: And you can’t say for certain it was anything you did, Lily. We both went way too hard on St. Pattys but we had no idea that you were already pregnant. Watching you blame yourself hurts more than losing this pregnancy.

chris: THE GIRLS MISS THEIR GODFATHERRRRR!

chris: totally think you should come for a bbq soon :)

seb: god i could use a tag team attack hug from those little hooligans right now.

PRIVATE: This is all my fault… I’m so fucking sorry for screwing this up….

PRIVATE: Don’t. Don’t you dare. You screwed nothing up. There was nothing anyone could have done, Lily. You included. These things...these things happen. It’s fucked up and it hurts like hell but it happens, baby.

BACKDATED: MARCH 21, 2022

She didn’t think much of it, ten hours earlier, but after having a conversation with Sebastian about how it was concerning that she was still severely sick after multiple days, she took to Google to look up her symptoms. Of course, the internet is the worst place for self-diagnosing. Lily got a variety of answers such as the flu, appendicitis, and even to the extreme lengths of death. Though one article peaked her interest after scrolling through the first two pages—pregnancy. It stunned the actress, she didn’t feel pregnant. Then again, she had no idea what that felt like. 

While waiting for her boyfriend to fly back to her, even if she insisted he stay in New York, she left her hotel room to get some air, and a pregnancy test just in case, which she hid in her coat pocket so nobody would take notice. The last thing she needed was to wake up headlining the news with a possible pregnancy scare. Before heading back up to her floor, she had asked the reception desk to leave a key for Sebastian when he arrived. A few minutes later, she was sitting on the bed, staring at the sealed box contemplating if she should wait for him or do the test on her own. She didn’t want to freak him out, or get him too excited and it be false. She knew it would break his heart.

Call him an overprotective boyfriend or simply hyper paranoid, but as soon as Sebastian had confirmed just how sick Lily looked, he had booked the first flight back to her hometown to be with her. The entire flight was filled with dread and a worry that not even SpongeBob Square Pants reruns could ease. “Hi, yeah, I lost my room key. Number 1209,” he said to the front desk clerk when he arrived at the hotel. He figured no concierge in their right mind would just hand out a key to a stranger with a bright smile but, to his surprise, the man behind the counter nodded his pointed chin as he handed over a plastic card in a small envelope. 

LIL: fine

LIL: no i don't want anyone knowing. if we didn't come it would be weird and if we leave now it'll seem suspicious. i just need a minute to cool down

SEB: ok i get it

LIL: no it's hot. like a sauna in here...

LIL: i need to go to the bathroom

SEB: okay go, i'm right behind you

LIL: is it hot to you?

LIL: it's really hot

SEB: i mean it's not cold but it's not uncomfortably hot.

Yeah yeah, toot your own horn. I see you! Duh, of course you’re coming with me. Thomas has no taste in music and Maude is too young to know who they are. She was a One Direction fan girl, need I say more? We can brag about it to Evans and make him super jealous he missed out. I’m going to keep believing your a big fat liar and ignore your comment. I did, went over to my sisters for dinner with my nephews and treated myself to some fancy gin. I’m feeling good!

Handsome and humble, what can’t I do? I can’t see Maude being a 1D stan but it definitely shows her age. But if you had a special someone or end up having one by May, feel free to give me the boot. A love match would be the ultimate birthday gift that I could give you so get on that for me, yeah? Fine, I might enjoy your company a little, sometimes. You keep me young. What a day! I hope they spoiled you rotten.

Sexy Sea Bass, you remembered! You are too good to me. I’ll behave. Gimme Gimme! I can’t believe you got tickets, thank you. Truly! Correction: The little sister you always wanted! Being an only child was rough, your life was made better by the pain in the ass that is moi. 

Of course I did. I’m a good person and an excellent friend, if I do say so myself. I was gonna force you take me with you but I guess you can go with whomever you want. As long as it’s not Chris and you two ditch me at home with the girls. Um. Yeah, no, I said what I said. So did you have a good birthday, annoying girl?

We’ll see, I’ll be 35 when you’re 50 so we can put that theory to the test. I have a feeling you’re wrong. But that’s nothing new, is it? 

Are you actively trying to get your birthday present cancelled? Because I could really use two tickets to see The Who play Madison Square Garden in May if you want to keep being a brat. Since it’s past midnight here in London, happy birthday to you, the annoying little sister I never wanted.

So by calling yourself my elder you are admitting you’re old right? How does it feel to be just 10 year away from 50 Gramps?

Battles between seasoned vets and know-nothing youngins doesn’t usually bode well for the later. Bring it on, Vicky. 50 is the new 30, haven’t you heard? 

Sebastian, whoever told you that I did in the first place..they were clearly lying to you! I hate to be the one to break the hard news to you.

I call you my lightening bolt moment and this is how you treat me? Look, you called me, and I quote, “that hot guy from Gossip Girl and those Marvel movies” and if you think I’m letting that slide, you’re wrong. Try to shit talk your way outta that one, Robbie.