No light, no light.

Lydia: I found something the other night. We might have a problem.

Lydia: As far as I can tell, nobody's gone missing again.

Lydia: I haven't seen either of them recently, no. But I'm assuming that since Malia's been relatively calm that they can both be accounted for.

Lydia: I know things have been crazy, but we need to talk.

Lydia: It's important.

Liam: What's up?

Liam:No one went missing, right?

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“How mad was she?”

“I was twenty three years old and she threatened to ground me.”

“Oh, well, if Aunt Malia and Uncle Scarfy were involved than that makes sense.”

“I thought your grandmother was going to kill me.”

“..I guess I have to take your word on that. You know, out of all the things I imagined ever hearing my father say to me…talking about your hungover wedding ceremony was not one of them.”

“Malia, Cora, Kira, Scott and Isaac took me out the night before.”

“Huh..well, I guess that explains why I didn’t see her when I got up this morning, she’d probably already left. Oh yeah, I know which pictures you’re talking about now. I would seriously be surprised if he was sober in those. There are some where he kind of looks like a hyperactive puppy.”

“He is a hyperactive puppy. And I’m pretty sure we were both hungover during the ceremony anyways.”

“You were at Grandma’s earlier?”

“She brought them over to the house. I’m pretty sure your dad is drunk in over half of these.”

“…I can’t stay. Not if…n-not if my parents already know things I wasn’t ready for them to know. I can’t handle that.. I can’t handle knowing that I don’t have a right to anything that’s happened to me, not on top of eveything else. I-I’m already trying to handle enough shit right now without knowing I can’t have any say in when people do and don’t know things about me, okay? I can’t. Not on top of everything else, I c-can’t handle that, too. And maybe that’s stupid, but I can’t do it. I’m sorry. I-I just…can’t.”