An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“So that's the story then? You’re dating the gaffer? Who ever could have seen that coming?” “You know, you can’t be smug and blindsided,” Trent drawled. “But I do apologize for not letting you know before bloody Twitter.” “Twitter? I forget your advanced years. I found out on Instagram, my love.”
After almost two years, we finally get to the next day after the gala. And a couple of flashbacks!


















