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           felicity  has  collected  records  for  years .     her  living  room  has  several  bookcases ,     some  filled  with  novels  and  the  rest  filled  with  albums .    she  doesn’t  watch  much  tv ,    so  to  fill  the  silence  she’s  nearly  always  spinning  something .    she  makes  near  weekly  pilgrimages  to  dolphin  records ,   keeping  an  eye  out  for  anything  interesting  that  she  doesn’t  own  already .    ‘  good  morning ,  ’    she  calls  out ,   moving  closer  to  the  counter  to  properly  speak  to  the  worker .    ‘  it’s  nice  to  meet  you ,    ryan  ryan  reynolds .   i’m  felicity ,   felicity  pierce .  ’     it  still  feels  so  strange  to  say ,     having  only  changed  her  name  back  to  her  maiden  name  right  before  coming  to  moorbrooke .   she  has  spent  a  very  long  time  not  being  felicity  pierce .   ‘  unfortunately  i  don’t  have  anything  too  interesting  to  ask  of  you ….    but  i’d  love  to  find  some  new  music  if  you  have  any  recommendations .    i’ve  been  collecting  for  a  long  time ,    so  i  have  most  albums  i  already  like  on  vinyl .  ’

RYAN

“pleasure to meet you, felicity pierce.” ryan grinned, nodding a little. maybe it was the soft toned voice of the women, or her soft features, but she instantly made him feel more relaxed than he’s felt in a while.  or it could simply be that it was a slow day and his focus could be all on whatever she desired rather than split between however many other people were in the record shop. either way, he welcomed her presence. “how can you say you don’t have anything interesting to say and then have something to request?” he lightly teases, grin spreading a bit more, “that’s interesting if you ask me. but i gotta know, what kind of music do you favor right now? do you have genre you absolutely won’t listen to? for most, it’s country. i don’t know why but it just happens to be the genre that i hear people tell they listen to the least. personally, i don’t think it’s too shabby.” he pauses, thinking on a comment felicity made, “and out of curiosity, how big is this collection of yours? i’m picturing wall to wall full of records.”

Kian: help!

Kian: i'm trapped in the storage room cause i'm to embarrassed to walk out

Kian: cause my co workers are doing the nasty and they don't know i can hear and see them, and i'm hiding

Kian: they came in after me cause they thought it was empty and now i'm panicking

Kian: my virgin ears and eyes!!!

Kylan: lmfaoooo

Kylan: i'm sorry, i'm sorry. i'm not laughing...no dude i am totally laughing at you right now! LOL!

Kylan: okay i'm sorry! that sucks. just like knock something over and then play creepy ghost sounds. maybe they'll think the place is haunted and run away lol

Tobias turns his full attention to them as they explain. He couldn’t say he was surprised, it seemed just like Rian to put their whole heart into work even if it wasn’t what he’d planned. They were one in the same in that way, taking the cards that life dealt them and running with it. “That’s a hell of a turn. It sounds like you made the most of it though, I mean you could have just come in and let others handle the care of the flowers while you ran the books but you took up learning about all of it. Sounds like she made a great choice.” He tugs out his phone to offer a picture, choosing a recent one of Cass, all grown up now, holding little Alma. “Thank you, I can’t say it was anything planned. I mean her mom and I aren’t married or anything but we chose to co-parent and it works.” He wasn’t sure why he was explaining himself but he felt the need to. Chuckling softly he nods. “No kidding, You’d think I’d have a few gray hairs at this point. And fur babies are great, do you have a picture?” His eyes drop to the bouquet at his offer and he smiles in thanks but cant bring himself to move to leave. “Thank you, you don’t have to I’d be glad to pay for them, or atleast let me buy you lunch or dinner sometime. so we can catch up properly?” 

RIAN

“that’s kind of you. thank you, tobias. it really does mean a lot to know i am not royally messing this up.” rian smiled, looking around the shop, a sense of pride filled him knowing the other thought it had been a good choice to leave it in their hands. whether it was because they were happy to know they were doing their old family friend proud or if it was because tobias thought it was a great choice to have picked them.  their gaze goes down to the phone screen when tobias presents the picture of cass and alma, eyebrows raising in shock, “oh, wow! i feel like i’m aging even more just looking at how big cass is now.” his smile softens, “and your little one is so precious. again, congratulations. whether it was planned or not, you’re doing a great job.” rian couldn’t deny that hearing tobias wasn’t married did send a small sense of relief through them but it made them feel guilty for being a bit happy to hear the news. “i’m happy to hear it’s working, despite the unexpectedness of it all, it’s good that you two are able to co-parent in peace. if it works, it works, right?” they chuckle when tobais mentions not having gray hairs, unable to help themselves, “ohh, i don’t know. i think i see a couple of little gray hairs hanging around up there,” rian teased, playfully winking. there was not a single gray hair on tobais head, given the kind of cards he had been dealt, rian couldn’t say the same could be said for them had they been in tobais shoes. “i do!” they take their phone out, stepping closer to tobains, they pull out a picture of gracie that he had taken while she was relaxing in the dog park one day, “i’ve been thinking of getting her a sibling recently. maybe on your next monthly visit you’ll see a new addition to our little family.” they chuckle, smiling down at the picture of gracie, before putting their phone away. after giving tobais the flowers on the house, and giving him the out, rian thought the other would be walking out the door, they hadn’t expected the other to stick around even a second or so longer. but it was nice to at least feel like maybe they weren’t the only ones who didn’t really want to leave this moment. “you don’t have to buy me lunch or dinner,” rian gently replies, meeting tobais’ gaze, they offer a warm smile, “but i’d love to join you for either and properly catch up. you just let me know whenever you’re free, and where to meet, i’ll be ready.”

              ‘  oh ,   stop ,  ’   she  shushes  him ,    though  her  smile  shows  she’s  absolutely  delighted  with  his  compliments .    penny  scrolls  through  the  app  store ,  though  she  slows  to  listen  to  him  speak  when  he  hands  her  the  joint .    a  vampire  star .    sounds  kind  of  like  her ,   doesn’t  it ?   she  takes  a  hit  &  contemplates  the  thought .    drawing  other  people  close  with  charisma ,   money ,    a  good  time .   leaving  them  empty  shells  of  themselves  because  penny  lane  doesn’t  know  how  to  do  anything  but  take  take  take .   even  when  she  gives ,    she  takes :     her  love  is  a  burden .   a  difficult  thing  to  bear .    ‘  sounds ….   intense .  ’    the  app  she’d  chosen  finishes  downloading ,    and  she  opens  it .    ‘  i  would  love  to  go  to  space  together .    i’d  have  to  send  james  and  ryan  postcards  from  the  moon .  ’   what  a  nice  thought !    ‘  okay ,    i  think  i’ve  got  it  figured  out .  ’

            the  camera  lens  pointed  at  the  sky ,    the  app  draws  lines  to  connect  the  stars  into  constellations .    ‘  i  think  orion  and  taurus  are  pretty  close !   let’s  see .  ’    she’s  about  to  compare  with  the  app  when  he  starts  talking  again .    it  always  takes  her  off  guard  when  he’s  so  sweet  with  her ,    almost  makes  her  want  to  cry  again .    she  doesn’t  deserve  any  of  it ,    and  she  knows  it .   maybe  she  could ,   someday .    but  right  now ,    penny  knows  she  has  earned  every  bad  thing  that  comes  her  way .     ‘  you’re  ridiculous ,   z .  ’   she’s  smiling  though ,    leans  down  to  kiss  him  again  before  laying  beside  him .    she  snuggles  close ,   tries  to  ignore  how  much  her  heart  flutters  with  everything  he  says .   ‘  i’m  not  upset  with  you .   i  love  and  miss  you ,   too .   i  just ….   i’m  really  scared  to  lose  you .  ’    the  honesty  is  almost  unbearable .     penny  keeps  her  gaze  locked  on  the  sky ,   knowing  if  she  looks  at  him  she’ll  never  have  the  guts  to  say  this .   ‘  i’ve  fucked  up  a  lot  of  good  things  in  my  life .    i  don’t  want  you  to  be  another  one .    so  if …..   if  i  ever  do  anything  wrong ,   please  just  tell  me ,   okay ?   and  i  can  fix  it .  i  can  change  it .   you  just  have  to  let  me  know .  ’    

ZIAN

he was ridiculous and hearing the words come from penny’s lips made him genuinely smile, “yeah, i am,” he shamelessly agrees, happily returning the kiss she gave him. as she snuggles close zian wraps a protective arm around her and pulls her in as much as possible. the more penny spoke the more he could feel his stomach twist and turn with guilt. it was horrible how he just wanted to blurt to her what was really going on with him, but he couldn’t, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it and he hated himself for it. “there’s no way you could ever fuck me up, p. i’m already pretty fucked.” he said it in a lighthearted tone, but he knew it was the truth. “for what it’s worth,” his head tilts a bit so he can look at her. “you could never lose me, i’m here till you get tired of me and tell me to fuck off.  also, i don’t want you to fix or change anything. if you do something wrong, then you do something wrong, we’ll figure it out together and move the hell on. there’s no need to feel like you have to change or fix anything in order to make sure we’ll be okay, that’s not what i want from you, for us, because we’ll always be okay in the end. no matter what.” despite the fact that it may have been true on his end zian wasn’t so sure if penny would feel the same once he finally got the courage to tell her what was going on with him. “penny...” he looked up to the sky, softly sighing, “...i hope i never lose you either. i wouldn’t be able to handle that. i’m not sure you realize how special you are to me, but you are very special to me, and if anyone tries to ever tell you otherwise they are lying fucks. you should also not hesitate to tell me so i can go kick their ass.” a brief pause passes before he speaks again, “do you think i could steal you for the night and part of the afternoon, p? i was thinking of taking you back to my place, we could settle in to some movie, do more of this,” he squeezed her close a bit, softly chuckling,” and in the morning we can sleep in and then grab a fancy lunch at sandals. what do you say?” 

Andrej felt awful for shutting everyone out like this but how could he look at the people he loved in the eye when all he felt was guilt for the horrible things he’d done to them? No matter what he did, Andrej just ended up hurting people even when he TRIED. What he did to Kylan was unforgivable and at first he’d considered just acting like everything was fine but how could he just pretend when he knew what he’d done? Kylan had only been here for a few moments but already the guilt he felt was tearing him apart. He knew he looked a mess considering he hadn’t shaved all week and couldn’t even remember the last time he’d bothered to shower. Even though all he’d been doing was lying in bed, he still felt exhausted and drained of energy and even though most of the time he could put on a happy face, he found himself unable to do that right now. At Kylan’s questions, Andrej just looked away and then shook his head, not bothering to expand on it. He would’ve rather had food poisoning that whatever he was going through right now. 

A sigh left his lips and he finally made himself look at Kylan, hoping the guilt had shifted from his face. “It’s not personal, Ky, I’ve been avoiding everyone.” The second part was the truth but the first part was a complete lie because it WAS personal and Andrej was purposefully avoiding his best friend, as much as he’d missed him. “You haven’t done anything, I promise. You’ve always been a perfect best friend.” Suddenly he felt like he was on the verge of tears which was embarrassing but he just felt so AWFUL and knew he was about to lose Kylan once he admitted the truth. “Grayson hasn’t done anything either, it’s just all me being a shitty person as usual.” Even though he hadn’t wanted to be near anyone all week, he found himself moving forward and wrapping his arms around Kylan so he could make the most of him being around before he decided he wanted nothing to do with Andrej. “I’m sorry, Ky. I’ve been avoiding everyone, I just feel like shit right now.” A slow sigh left his lips. “We’re best friends, right? What would you think if I had done something really fucked up that could hurt you? Would you still want to be my best friend?” 

KYLAN

kylan’s brows knitted in confusion as he listened to andrej explain how he’s been avoiding everyone, it didn’t bring any comfort to him whatsoever.  maybe it was his own doing too for just assuming he was a bit more important in andrej’s life than anyone, excluding his boyfriend, grayson, he just felt  like his place in his best friends life landed a bit higher than most. for that reason there was a part of kylan that didn’t entirely believe andrej when he said it wasn’t personal. “i have? i guess i’ve never realized it, but thanks.” it took everything in him to not say something that would ruin the moment, instead he offered andrej a small smile. the moment kylan felt andrej wrap his arms around him, ky sighs, he’s unable to help himself from instinctively getting closer to andrej as well. to him, the other had always been a sense of  home to him, so to say that it was kind of killing him that the other was ignoring him, on purpose, was a small understatement. “of course we are best friends, andrej. that’s not even a question.” the following question caught kylan off guard but after a moment of silence, he finds himself reaching up to cup the side of andrej’s face, “there’s nothing you could do to me that would ever make me hate you. ride or dies till the end, right?” he offered the other a small, what he hoped was, a reassuring smile. 

Tobias was torn, though that honestly wasn’t anything new when it came to Rian. Back then moving back to Moorbrooke to raise and be there for Cass was an easy choice, or seemed like it. There wasn’t entirely another option in he could stomach, but his heart had still been drawn to Rian. Now he found himself torn between awkward tension built from their time apart and that all to familiar comfort he’d always found in talking to Rian. “Sounds like there’s an interesting story behind that? I had heard the shop came into new management but not quite how or why. I’m only in every other month.” He nodded softly following them, his eyes tracing over the selection to find the right bouquet. His head lifted at the other’s question as he picked up a bouquet. “Uh well..not much different I suppose. I still work as a paramedic, though I do some stunt work here and there and the occasional local play when I can fit it in. Cass is in college now, so doesn’t need much looking after, but I do have a daughter, her name is Alma”

RIAN

"nothing too interesting,” rian chuckled, giving a little shrug,” basically our families were close with one another. the elderly lady that owned the shop passed and wanted me to take the shop over.  she was still alive when she asked me, of course. at first i politely declined because i didn’t think i had it in me to run a business much less a business i didn’t much about. but i didn’t have the heart to hand it over or sell it when she left it to me, so i began to research on numerous flowers, plants, and how to best care for them.  now, here i am. it’s funny how life works.” as tobias begins to search for the perfect set of lilis rian decides they need to keep their hands busy at the moment, so they begin to water some of the lilies that looked like they could use a bit of extra h2o. they listen as tobais updates them on his life, the warm smile on their lips never faltering, they have to admit, the news of tobias having a daughter did catch him a bit off guard. they had expected to hear that the guy was seeing someone, sure, maybe even married, but for some reason the possibility of tobais becoming a father since the last time they spoke had never really crossed their mind. “that’s really nice to hear, tobias. congratulations.” rian meant it, it was nice to hear, they only ever wanted the best for tobias. “alma is a very pretty name, by the way. also,” they pause from watering some lilies, turning to look at their ex, “it’s nice to hear cass is in college now. wow. how time flies, right? i feel like i’ve suddenly aged ten years just hearing all this,” they chuckled. “but in all seriousness, you should be very proud of yourself, tobias. as for me, i’m afraid the only big thing that’s happened in my life since we last spoke has been inheriting a flower shop. no kids...yet. although i am the father to a lovely fur baby named gracie. she’s my ol’ gal, a black lab, and absolutely spoiled.” they walk up to where tobias was standing, looking at the flowers in his hands, “a lovely choice. take them. on the house.” they look up to meet tobais’ gaze, their warm smile still on their lips, “it’s nice to see you again, tobias. don’t hesitate to stop on by more than once a month, you’re always welcomed here. if you don’t, well, i guess this is the part i say goodbye and see you in a month.” they hoped it wasn’t, but rian also didn’t want to overstep or overstay their time in tobais’ new life. 

RIAN

the sudden hand holding was a surprise to ethan, but it wasn’t unwelcome. they look to their interlaced fingers, a sense of security washing over them. ethan knew ryan only from the store, but this feeling was new. first date jitters? hardly. it felt safe. “i’m sorry if i’m a little awkward– i’m just awkward.” they joke, based in fact. “thankfully, i’m off in twenty minutes. it’d be really cool if i could get a ride from you, actually, then i don’t have to uber to keep you–” and there’s a gentleman who clears his throat, standing at the register. startled, ethan heads over, calling over their shoulder, “don’t leave yet.”

RYAN

EZRA

the entire portion of the morning had been spent cleaning his place up as much as he possibly could. the man couldn’t remember the last time he felt the motivation to get up from bed and make the place look presentable. he also can’t remember the last time he had planned a dinner night with nadine either. in all honesty when he invited her over for dinner at the engagement part he assumed she had only been playing nice because they were in public, never truly expecting a night like tonight to have a possibility of happening. yet here he was, throwing away empty bottles of vodka, rum, washing the dishes he had neglected for a couple of days, and even shaving the scruff off his face. in all honesty, ever since agreeing to dog sit for felicity and taking orion in, he has formed better habits. for one, he’s been getting out of bed more to take him out on walks and he finds himself not slipping the liquor in his coffee as much anymore. “alright, so, when she gets here don’t jump on her, okay?” he instructs, looking at orion, “don’t lick her either. i don’t think she likes dog licks. you can, however, give her nuzzles with your nose and if you’re good i’ll slip you an extra treat tonight. don’t tell your mom, okay?” he grinned, giving the dog some scratches behind his ear.  after he had given orion the game plan for the evening he let the pup go lay down in the living room, washed his hands, and began to prepare dinner for tonight. 

(small time skip in which ezra is cooking dinner while watching a baking show on netflix because that’s one of his guilty pleasures)

“ooh! damn it, mark! i knew he wasn’t going to win. he just can’t seem to get it together under pressure,” ezra says in frustration, shaking his head, stirring the boiling sauce for the pasta he was making. in the oven some cheesy garlic bread is toasting, his place was filled with various scents of spices mixed with the scent of the garlic bread. he wasn’t the best of cooks, a fact he knew nadine was well aware of, so for tonight he stuck with a simple chicken parmesan. suddenly he hears the knock, lowering the heat on the stove, ezra makes his way to open the door. the moment his eyes lock with nadine’s he can feel an ache in his chest that he chose to ignore right now, instead offering her a rare warm smile, “i’m glad you could make it.” he steps aside to allow her in, closing the door behind her. “don’t mind the dog, his name is orion, i’m dog sitting for a friend.” he leads the way to the kitchen to stir his sauce a little more, raising the heat again, “the last addition to our meal is almost done, i just need about five more minutes for both the sauce and the garlic bread. i apologize that the meal isn’t more gourmet, you know me.” he chuckled. “please make yourself at home. there’s wine if you’d like some, tequila if you need something harder.” he teased, another chuckle escaping him. “but more importantly,” he gets a bit of sauce on a spoon, lifting up the spoon,”will you do me a favor and taste this? i feel like it’s missing something...”

          the  relief  she  feels  when  he  refuses  to  let  her  go  alone  is  immense .   she’s  silent  as  grayson  speaks ,    staring  at  her  hands  and  willing  the  tears  burning  her  eyes  to  go  away .     felicity  is  used  to  putting  herself  in  these  uncomfortable  positions ,   silently  smiling  her  way  through  it ,    but  for  grayson  to  be  involved  changes  things .    part  of  her  hates  the  fact  she  can’t  hide  how  she’s  feeling  from  him :    he  sees  right  through  her .    ‘  i  don’t  really  have  much  of  a  choice ,   gray ,  ’   she  murmurs ,   eyes  still  downcast .    ‘  i  ……    i  really  don’t  want  to  go ,   either .   i’m  kind  of ….   scared ,   almost .   before  i  left ,   hugo  was  cold  &  indifferent ,   but  he  wasn’t  unkind .  ’    felicity  believes  that ,   at  least ,   but  it’s  not  true .    ‘  and  now  he’s  just …..  so  angry .   with  me .   and  i  don’t  know  what  to  do  about  it .  when  he  called  me ,   my  friend  answered  the  phone  &  apparently  bruised  his  ego  a  bit .   so  now  he’s  accusing  me  of  cheating  even  though  we  aren’t  actually  together ,    and  he  won’t  listen  to  anything  i  say .  i  don’t  know  how  to  fix  this .   i  wish  he’d  just  sign  the  stupid  papers  and  divorce  me  already .   i  wish  he’d  let  me  go .  ’    the  tears  spill  over  but  she  quickly  dashes  them  away  with  the  sleeve  of  her  cardigan ,  frustrated  with  herself  for  crying .   ‘  i’m  sorry  for  dragging  you  into  it .  ’   grayson  was  free ,   and  had  been  for  a  long  time .    felicity  hates  herself  for  pulling  him  back  into  the  wreckage  of  her  life  in  chicago ,   especially  because  she’s  sure  this  entire  thing  could  have  been  avoided  if  she  would  have  made  different  choices  earlier  in  life .   ‘  god ,   our  parents .  i  haven’t  spoken  to  them  since …..  ’   since  they  dumped  her  off  at  the  psych  ward ,   but  grayson  knows  that .   ‘  i  don’t  think  there’s  anything  else ,   really .  i’ll  let  mom  &  dad  know  what we’re  coming .  ’

GRAYSON

he has to remind himself to calm down from time to time as he’s speaking and processing all of what felicity is telling him right now. “i know.” he sighed. it was hard for him to put himself in her shoes sometimes due to how long he had been away from everything back home, and it had always been easier for him to go against them rather than his sister. listening to her speak about hugo made his skin crawl though, and try as he might, his distaste for felicity;s  husband was not something he could hide. “i can’t believe he would have the nerve to actually get upset with you over hanging out with a friend,” he scoffed, shaking his head, “what does he expect? for you to be locked away from the world your entire stay here? you said it yourself, you guys aren’t really together, right? you owe him nothing, felicity. if anything he’s the one who owes you everything, starting with your freedom.” he sighed again, shaking his head. as she began to cry grayson could feel his heart breaking more, yet at the same time his blood boiled at the sight. it would be a miracle if grayson left chicago without at least breaking hugo’s nose or their father’s in all honesty. “hey...” he reaches over to gently wipe her tears again, before pulling her into a big hug, “i don’t know how now, but we’re going to make it happen.  somehow. i promise it’s not a lost cause, okay? right now we just have to make sure this weekend goes smoothly and hopefully it’s one step closer to getting him to sign the papers. i’ll....play as nice as possible. i’m not making promises, but i’ll try.” maybe if he actually played his part things would go better for sister, maybe they were secretly taking out their frustration with him on her, maybe this was all somehow his fault. hearing her mention the last time she spoke to their parents all he could do was nod, “i can’t blame you.” he replied, giving another nod when she mentioned she’d let them know they were coming. “okay. i should probably go pack and let andrej know what’s happening.” he pauses, giving her another hug, “i love you, felicity. don’t apologize for anything, you’re not dragging me into anything, i want to come. i want to be there for you and to make sure they know you’re not alone.”