#willbolton

        Gwen had sung the same six songs every night for the past week, Diego kind enough to let her practice. She wanted to get them perfect so that when she finally approached Desmond she could give him exactly what he would need to see her talent. She should have been exhausted but she wasn’t, she was excited, she felt closer to her dream than she ever had.

         Closing with ‘boyfriend’ and the audience clapping Gwen came down off the small stage in the casino and made a beeline for Willow, adjusting the straps of her dress as she did and eyeing everyone that made purposeful eye contact with her in the hopes she’d come across as the ‘sweet’ sort of star she wanted to seem like she was.

           “How was that?” Gwen asked her friend as she approached, reaching her at the bar where she was waiting for Gwen to get off work.

[ TEXT ]: Hey, we didn’t really get a chance at Christmas to chat much about Cassidy being back. Thought I’d see how you were doing. [ TEXT ]: It also seemed like the perfect chance to go shopping? You, Evie and Me? [ TEXT ]: I figure Cas has the twins back, distraction might be nice and we need cute new looks for New Years.

[ TEXT ]: Cassidy knows we kissed. [ TEXT ]: I’m sorry.

      Dusk clutched the glass of wine to her chest as she leaned over the kitchen counter in Willow’s home. Pleasantries had been exchanged, casual comments about the weather and how work was for the pair of them, but no doubt Willow had noticed how off Dusk was being. Usually she only got that way when discussing Aiden or Cassidy in a way where Dusk believed Willow might not exactly be supportive, which probably gave away what was going on in her mind long before she had uttered a word about either of the Bolton men.

        “I actually sort of came here to tell you something, well, somethings,” Dusk stated, edge of her fingers rubbing the side of the glass, the sound of her metal rings hitting the base of the stem a kind of ‘ding’ each time they lowered enough on the glass. “For starters, uh, Aiden finally shifted so, we know he’s a wolf now. He’s pretty excited,” Dusk stated, kind of hoping that if she said the good news first that it might make Willow not hear the...well, Dusk wouldn’t call it bad news, obviously, but news that maybe Willow wasn’t quite going to be pleased with. 

          “Cassidy actually helped him with the shift, which was amazing obviously,” Dusk growing more nervous the more she spoke, keeping the glass near her because she thought she may have to just finish it off when she was done talking. “And I just thought, given how he’s been sober for so long and our lives are really in a good place that we would try to give things a go again, and Cassidy wants that too, and so we are.” Fuck.