Okay.

Brendon laughed, flashing a wide grin.  “I can.  I’ll also provide the alcohol, and copious amounts of weed.  Gotta get you all relaxed first,” he teased.  “I don’t know about the cosmos, but the angels will sing, or at least moan a lot.” 

He rubbed his fingers into his eye and shook his head, smiling.  “Moaning angels.. ugh” he muttered.  “Well, I hope the angels don’t have all the fun.  Who would your number three be in this hypothetical throuple?”

“It’s actually kind of a relief that the house isn’t doing a generic St. Patrick’s Day party like they did with the Valentine’s Dance.” Tom chuckled and took a sip of his coffee. “I mean, St. Patrick’s Day is fun and so was the dance, but I feel like a music festival would be a lot more fun than a St. Patrick’s Day party.”

“Haha, as long as there’s an equally relaxed attitude towards drinking at the festival, I’m happy with it.  I heard it was really fun last year, so I’m glad they’re doing it again.  Any specific bands or performances you’re hoping to see?”

B:  Fuck yeah, let’s go.

B:  Tied up yes, but I’m not sure you’d fit in a trunk.  Those long legs might have to be bent in all new ways. 

Bill:  Ahahah.   I promise you, I can get myself to fit in a trunk.

“Oh man, the festival last year so much fun.”

“Yeah?  What went on?  I’ve been to a few music festivals back in Sweden and things always got a little nuts.  People waking up on the lawn type of thing.”

Phoebe laughed abit and shook her head “Well I’m not a sex addict, if that’s what you think. But the way I am meaning…I’m pretty broken up inside. I beat myself up alot and I know I shouldn’t because it’s not healthy. But it’s hard to not  think you deserve nothing in life. But I’m trying to get back to where I need to be and…I’m trying to accept that I can have nice things. May not be everything but at least I have something going for me ya know?” she said before looking down at her coffee. She suddenly started to go back to that dark place for a quick moment. Thinking about what she lost and what she had went through before and after. 

Then she looked back up at Bill and smiled “ Wow seems like you two have a beautiful friendship. But watch out sometimes those end up being something more,” she told him.

Bill’s eyes widened slightly at her words.  “Oh, I wasn’t gonna assume you were, no.”  He listened carefully to what she’d said and couldn’t help but feel the sharp edges of the broken pieces she was describing.  He reached a hand out and touched her arm for a moment to give whatever fraction of comfort he could.  He didn’t know why she would ever feel like she deserved nothing, but he didn’t want to ask for that information unless she offered it.  “You can and should have nice things.  Especially during the love month.”   He gave her a gentle smile and her arm a reassuring squeeze before bringing his hand back.

“Yeah.  It’s beautiful and it’s definitely a lifesaver in this house.”  He tilted his head and smirked.  “I think if it was going to turn into anything else, it would’ve gone there by now.”  He let out a little chuckle.  “Let’s put it this way.  If it were an option, I wouldn’t say no.”

“Big Time Rush played at the festival last year, how would you guys like to see that happen again this year?”

“I would love to see it ‘cause I wasn’t here for it last year.  Heard it was a great time though.  I’m really looking forward to it.”

Natalia rolled her eyes, tapping on his nose playfully. “None, actually. I had a sparkling cider at the bar earlier, just apple juice with a little bubbles.” She dropped her head back with a laugh as she held onto his shoulders, she could always count on him to make her night much more special and comfortable, always. “You know what’s not fair, making me hungry right now.” She groaned. “All though, this is my second consecutive Valentines day single, so I guess it wouldn’t hurt to have a treat. Surprise me? you should know me by now that I’m the most indecisive person in the world.” A smirk on her lips, Natalia leaned against him. “Now that you’ve said it, you’ve convinced me, let’s do it.”

His eyebrows lifted in excitement.  “Yeah?  You wanna go tomorrow?  I’m...” his gaze drifted as he thought about the situation for a second, “I’m probably going to struggle to get up early ‘cause I’ve had a bit more than sparkling cider myself, but I could make it happen.  It’s a special occasion.  And you’re pretty good at getting up, so you have permission to wake me by any means necessary.”  Bill immediately knew he’d regret saying that, but it was already out.  As the song they were dancing to came to an end, he smirked, took her hand in his, and darted some glances around the room.  “So who does Nat want to dance with next...  Let’s find you a valentine.”

Phoebe put down her coffee kept hold of the mug. She chuckled abit and nodded “ Thanks. I hope so too. It’s been awhile for me and me being the way I am, I think I deserve it. It will probably help me feel abit better in a way,” she said. She smiled “ And who’s this lucky wife of yours?” She asked.

“Being the way you are?  What way are you?” he asked with a curious smile.  He didn’t want to pry, but his interest was piqued.  “Oh god.  Natalia.  She probably wouldn’t love being referred to as my wife,” he shook his head with laughter.  “I gotta watch my phrasing.  She’s just my closest friend here.  And because she’s also my roommate, sometimes it feels like we’re cohabitating in a similar way to married people.”

Montenegro 🇲🇪 : pizza or pasta?

Definitely pizza.  You can put anything on it and eat it with your hands.  I want all my food to be that way.

Latvia 🇱🇻 : do you have any scars with an interesting or grisly story?

I used to get picked on for having a famous dad and one day some kids thought it would be funny to push me into a metal fence.  So now I have this scar on my cheek forever.

Bosnia 🇧🇦 : last time you cried?

I got a little emotional watching Biden’s inauguration.  Happy tears though.

Albania 🇦🇱 : can you swim well?

I’m a pretty solid swimmer, yeah.  I grew up around a lot of lakes.

The Netherlands 🇳🇱 : when did you last see your mum?

Via Facetime, last week.  In person?  Oof, I think it was last summer?

Sweden 🇸🇪 : have you ever been to ikea?

Have I been to Ikea?  Of course.  I’m from Ikealand.  Swedes are naturally great at assembling furniture.  And I can pronounce all the names of your bedroom set.  You need someone to hang a mirror?  I’m your guy.

“You know, I don’t think I ever tried that combo.” Taylor admitted and then nodded. “We can bake a cake together, that’d be a lot of fun!”

“Really?  Have you not had chocolate covered strawberries?  It’s the same idea.”  Bill looked shocked, but a little bit excited about it.  “Well, we definitely have to do it now.  I’m not that experienced of a baker, but I can chop up fruit like a pro.  I’ll handle that part,” he chuckled.

B:  I know.  It’s not even a big deal.  I’m a musician.  I burn the candle at both ends and sometimes the middle.  I’m also an insomniac.  It’s just life out there, especially in music. 

B:  Let’s just go do something.

Bill:  Yeah, can we?

“I have this feeling that you are trying very hard not to blush.  Name the terms and we can negotiate, but we’d also have to pick the third.”  He raised an eyebrow, hard to tell how serious he was.  He’d never rule out such an option. 

Bill threw his head back, eyes closed for a moment in embarrassment.  “Brendonnnn,” he groaned.  “You can’t just place yourself into a throuple.  It has to emerge from the cosmos.  Or like, alcohol.  Lots of alcohol.  Jesus, get me drunk first.” he said, laughing.

Natalia raised her brow once he started dancing. “Color me impressed, maybe you’re not that bad of a dancer, are you all talk Mr Skarsgard?” A smirk on her lips, giggling as he spun her around, her hands falling on his shoulders. “Oh? to add to the bunch of collection of memories? I won’t let you forget, I promise.”

“Ahaa, what?  How many drinks have you had?” he teased, slinking his hands around her waist and swaying with her to the music.  Things were just easy with her.  He smiled, feeling very lucky in this moment, and leaned in close again, “So... Is there anything special you want for Valentine’s day?  Like something you wanna go do... or buy.... or eat?” he grinned, thinking of his own V-day desires.  “There’s this little hole-in-the-wall cafe I know of that’s only open for brunch.  And it’s kinda far, but the red velvet pancakes there are the best I’ve ever had, so it’s worth it.  I think I need to do that.”