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diane is happy to finally catch a break. the femme shut down her bakery for the day, ready to allow herself to let loose. a smile spread across her features at the sight of teddy, glad she convinced him to come out. “ teddy ! ” she exclaims, arms wrapping around him to give him a hug. “ i think 2022 looks good on you, ” she jokes, goofy grin on her features as she straightens out the pair he wore. her eyes follow his nod, understanding without the need for any verbal response. following him there, she tries to focus on him instead of the large crowd around them. she hears the counting of the folks around her, but blocks it out. instead, she focuses on his voice. when he kisses her, diane’s hand caresses his jaw as she rings in the new year with her favorite person. 

––––––––––––LONG DAYS RESULTED in tired nights, easily exhibited by the two in the kitchen right now. he had come home from a long day in the studio and the other from work and his instinct was to fall into their arms. it was like the only thing that would help with the feeling of overwhelming exhaustion. arms wrapped around the other, his head is nuzzled into the crook of their neck, fingers dancing down their spine.     ‘ i’ve missed you. ’

“Hello?” His voice was soft, cautious so as not to scare her too much if she could hear him. He stepped away from the wall, stance a little closed off and anxious. “Can- can you hear me? Can you see me?” 

“ it wasn’t right –– the way it all went down. looks like you know that now. ”

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“ why are you up? “ he asked them. the cabin had been a good idea but as soon as he stepped in... he realized just how creepy it was. it really had that horror movie vibe and he didn’t like it. so he stayed up and tried not to freak out. ace sat down on the couch in the living room since it was slightly less scary then being alone in his own room.

she’d gotten up early and was making some food in the kitchen, when she heard something. she turns, “shit. i wasn’t being too loud, was i?” reeses cheeks flush pink, she’s embarrassed. 

––––––––––––TAYLOR’S NOT SURE why he’s telling the other this. isn’t sure what part of him is suddenly willing to share the information he kept so easily locked away.     ‘ lost track of myself, too in love with the money and the wealth, i was on one. ’ words are soft as the reality of the scenario is sinking in. eyes barely meet theirs, shame almost filling him as he realizes just how self-centered this feels.  ‘ but, you know. can’t change the past, can i ? ’