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BLAIR.
āĀ āEW, NEITHER,ā BLAIR LAUGHS, pushing against his chest.Ā ā you should know me better than that. though if you were planning to finally confess your love, could you save it until iāve had a few more drinks ? ā she asks, teasing. the time for confessions has passed, itās been a long time since she told him to come find her once he had his head sorted out. sheās packed her bag by now ; no more waiting around.Ā
ā besides, my honesty isnāt a pep talk. iām not going to get all ⦠sentimental on you, but i think youāve always known what i think about that stuff since we were kids writing stupid campfire songs,Ā ā she says, arms draped loosely over his shoulders. itās no secret to her that heās still unsure of himself, otherwise he wouldnāt still be hanging around woodstock.Ā ā i donāt know. maybe i just wanted to point it out one last time before iām not here to hold you accountable. āĀ
sheās not really a goodbye person, and she canāt quite look him in the eye, eyes resting on the line of his jaw. she doesnāt want to see his reaction ā she doesnāt know what scares her more, the idea that he wouldnāt care or the idea that he would. ā iām leaving. tomorrow. āĀ
Ā Ā Ā HE LETS OUT AN OFFENDED scoff at her repulsion, quickly followed by a matching fit of laughter and a playfully tightened hold as she attempts to push away.Ā āĀ no promises !Ā ā he practically sings.Ā āĀ i mean, unless youāre wanting a repeat of every other time iāve told you things after a few too many. āĀ not that heās actually planning on saying anything, for both selfish reasons and not. for one thing, he does know blair better than that, and he also knows that his best chance at maintaining some kind of a positive relationship with her is to not upset this hot and cold, love / hate balance theyāve struck. they can never really go back to what they had before, but for trip, this is close enough. dancing together, laughing togetherā he doesnāt feel the need to ask her for more than that. right now, at least, heās content.
Ā Ā Ā of course, the moment he thinks that is the moment it has to change.
Ā Ā Ā ā um, so much for not getting sentimental. andĀ ominous much ?Ā āĀ he tries to keep up an air of levity despite the sudden mood change and his mounting confusion, but as her eyes drop, his stomach follows. just as heās about to ask blair what the hell sheās talking about, she cuts him off with the answer. it nearly knocks the wind out of him. ā oh. ā
Ā Ā Ā tripās lived in a woodstock without blair shapiro before, and heās seen a blair shapiro without woodstock. the concept isnāt anything new to himā the opposite, really. itās an inevitability, and one he welcomes. for all the secrets he learned that night, trip never needed a cracked mask in los angeles to know that blair never belonged in any of the places sheād been ; heās known that for as long as heās known her. birds of a feather and all that,Ā like recognizing like. he recognized this facet of her like he recognized a mirror, sitting across from her in a shitty garage, blue eyes on blue - grey, that same conspiratorial twinkle, the feeling of displacement, of non - belonging, of being too big, too loud, too bold, tooā too.Ā
Ā Ā Ā he lifts his gaze to stare over her head, takes in the smiling faces of their perfectly boring friends in their perfectly boring town, too small for either of them, and he knows that the only thing sadder than him losing blair would be blair losing herself.
Ā Ā Ā ā tomorrow, āĀ trip echoes, feeling the weight of the word on his tongue, the bitter reality of it, theĀ necessity of it, and he nods slow. once, twice. when he looks back down at her, heās wearing a softer version of that characteristic smile of his. heās happy for her.Ā ā where to ? ā
BLAIR.
ā BLAIR TAKES THE OPPORTUNITY TO AVERT HER GAZE, can feel herself on the verge of blushing under the intensity of his eye contact and she needs to temper that emotion, control herself. she uses the moment to seek out max and kem on the dance floor, giddy and free and completely unguarded around one another. she canāt remember the last time she didnāt feel spitefully jealous when seeing someone else grin like that. confidence fills her chest again.Ā ā if anyone is, ā she agrees, gaze drifting back to tripās eyesĀ ā theyāre just about the last thing in this world i believe in. āĀ
she pauses to smile before she echoes :Ā ā just about.āĀ sheās sure heāll know what she means ā that through everything, all of his highs and lows, sheās never stopped believing in him and his dreams. sometimes itās even hard to distinguish between wanting him and wanting more for him.
Ā Ā Ā JUST ABOUT. TRIP SUCKS IN a breath at that, a jolt of electricity shooting from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. blairās belief in him has never failed to set him alight like a live wire, raising goosebumps on his skin and returning the stars to his eyes with just so much as a smile and a handful of syllables. but like electricity, it stings too. he gives her hand a gentle squeeze, lifting it up to guide her into a slow spin. he uses that second to compose himself, schooling the look on his face before it can betray the hint of melancholy he feels under the surface. the last thing he wants to do is disappoint her ; she doesnāt need to see that he still has doubts.
Ā Ā Ā ā is that supposed to be a love confession or a pep talkĀ ? ā trip teases, knowing full well what she actually meant.Ā ā ācause i was under the impression those werenāt allowed āāĀ pep talks, i mean. āĀ confessions too, but sheās never rebuked him for those the same way she has his pep talks. maybe because he has yet to give her the satisfaction of actually hearing one.
CHASE.
āāWhat?ā Trip catches him a little off guard.Ā āWhatās that for?ā he wonders. Regardless of whatever itās for, Chaseās not great with words, heāll probably just end up saying the most basic things known to man. In a way, it is a momentous day, things are okay again, everything was solved and fixed and they can all breathe again, and theyāre all gathered together for what may be the last time for a wedding. Itās been a tornado of events, and Chase never thought any of them would make it here, especially him. āDonāt tell me you havenāt written your speech and you want help.ā
Ā Ā Ā ā NO, ASSHOLE, ā TRIP LAUGHS. ā I got that done ages ago. ā and by ages agoĀ he really meansĀ last night. amidst all his other wedding planning duties, the speech was unfortunately one of those things that fell through the cracks. thankfully, unlike chase, trip's pretty good with his words. ā but nah, this is just for the memories. i'm not much of a photographer ā that's marty's thing ā but i still wanted something to remember everyone by, so, ā he wiggles the recorder in his hand and shrugs. this was the result.
MAX.
Ā Ā Ā THISĀ ISĀ THEĀ BESTĀ DAYĀ OFĀ HERĀ LIFEĀ andĀ maxĀ isĀ soĀ luckyĀ toĀ beĀ nextĀ toĀ tripĀ rightĀ now,Ā theĀ onlyĀ personĀ whoĀ seemsĀ ableĀ toĀ getĀ throughĀ herĀ cloudyĀ mindĀ āĀ well,Ā sheĀ canĀ thinkĀ ofĀ oneĀ more,Ā butĀ heāsĀ notĀ here.Ā mostĀ otherĀ girlsĀ herĀ ageĀ haveĀ aĀ dadĀ toĀ walkĀ themĀ downĀ theĀ aisle.Ā itĀ killsĀ herĀ toĀ thinkĀ herĀ ownĀ dadĀ isĀ notĀ hereĀ toĀ doĀ justĀ that.Ā sheĀ knowsĀ heĀ wouldāveĀ lovedĀ kem,Ā wouldāveĀ lovedĀ trip,Ā wouldāveĀ lovedĀ theĀ entireĀ weddingĀ andĀ everythingĀ toĀ come.Ā lifeĀ isĀ soĀ unfair.
Ā Ā Ā maxĀ willsĀ herselfĀ toĀ notĀ cry,Ā thisĀ isĀ theĀ bestĀ dayĀ ofĀ herĀ life,Ā andĀ turnsĀ toĀ trip.Ā herĀ mindĀ isĀ racing:Ā sheāsĀ neverĀ beenĀ soĀ sureĀ aboutĀ someoneĀ inĀ herĀ life,Ā butĀ betweenĀ everythingĀ thatĀ happenedĀ withĀ christianĀ andĀ reynaĀ wayĀ backĀ whenĀ sheĀ stillĀ hasĀ scars.Ā still,Ā sheĀ canātĀ bringĀ herselfĀ toĀ sayĀ anyĀ ofĀ thoseĀ things. « whatĀ ifĀ he,Ā like,Ā runsĀ ? » maxĀ blurtsĀ outĀ suddenlyĀ instead. « like,Ā iĀ knowĀ heĀ wonāt,Ā butĀ heĀ could,Ā rightĀ ?Ā like,Ā iĀ knowĀ heĀ wonāt.Ā butĀ thereāsĀ alwaysĀ theĀ possibilityĀ ? » maybeĀ sheāsĀ aĀ littleĀ nervous.
Ā Ā Ā IT'S RARE MOMENTS LIKE THIS that make him thankful for how small and sleepy his hometown is. the roads on the outskirts of town rarely see much traffic, which means trip's is essentially the only car on the road right now. he can safely put it in park at a stop sign without having to worry about anyone getting upset about it, and that's exactly what he does. afterwards, he props his arm against the back of his seat and turns his full attention towards max. ā he won't. the guy's obsessed with you, ā trip states matter - of - factly, and boy is it ever. ā i'm pretty sure he would go nuts if he had to spend more than five minutes not being able to talk about you. ā this is said with a bit more humor, and as he reaches over to tuck a flyaway strand back into the rest of max's hair, he quirks a brow at her as if to say 'tell me i'm wrong'. he knows he's not, and he knows she knows he's not. no, whatever this is, trip knows it's not about kem. not really.Ā
Ā Ā Ā ā look, if you're having second thoughts, i'll turn this car around right now. we'll go get ice cream and watch vivre sa vie and i'll try really hard not to laugh at the way you pronounce the characters' names. but let's be real, you're just as obsessed with kem as he is with you, so i don't think you have any plans on running either. so, if neither of you are having doubts, what's the issueĀ ? ā it's a genuine question, features creased with soft concern as he waits for max's answer.

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MARTY.
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tripās reaction is exactly what marty expects it to be and itās a welcome thing, after everything thatās been blindsiding them the last couple of months. marty matches tripās expression, grin on their lips. when he finally speaks, all they can do is shake their head and tsk tsk tsk at him ā heās right, of course, but to tell him that would be regrettable.Ā āwell, clearly,ā she starts,Ā āyour memory is very shitty, trippy.ā she nudges him, just enough to maybe tilt him out of balance.Ā āwe could. do you have a skirt somewhere in the back? weāre already using balloons, i am owed a mini skirt,ā marty teases.Ā
Ā Ā Ā ā AND CLEARLY YOU ARE JUST a sore loser, ā trip retorts, catching himself on the beam when marty's little nudge does, in fact, knock him off balance. even with all the things that have changed between them, both as individuals and as a duo, it's comforting to know some things are still exactly the same. marty's still a menace, he's still clumsy, and they're still the best of friends. if the tour, a mistimed romance, and his multitude of small fuck - ups wasn't enough to change that, trip doesnāt think anything ever will. he likes that thought.
Ā Ā Ā swinging an arm around their shoulders, he pulls marty against his side and starts leading them towards the open doors of the barn. ā no mini skirts, tragically, ā he heaves a dramatic sigh.Ā ā but iām pretty sure i was more boxers than skirt that night anyway. all iād have to do is take off my pants and itād pretty much be the same. not that iām going to.Ā ā he shoots her a playfully narrowed glance.Ā ā iām not taking my clothes off justĀ ācuz you said so anymore.Ā ā
BLAIR.
āĀ āOH, I KNOW THEY DONāT,ā BLAIR CONFIRMS. ā considering i asked max to please not make me do that. ā her eyes rest on the gentle curve of his smile for a beat, and soon sheās biting back one of her own. then she shrugs.Ā ā but, you know me ⦠ā he does, after all.Ā ā i changed my mind. ā she grabs his hand, palm fitting into his as she tugs him out toward the dance floor ā heās already said yes, anyhow, no takebacks now. there are so many times theyāve allowed each other to slip through their fingers but blair is putting her foot down ; not tonight.ā come on, ā she says, beckoning him closer.Ā
Ā Ā Ā GOD,Ā ITāS SUCH A PERFECTLY blair - like thing to say āā a prime example of that turnabout, force of nature, rollercoaster type beat she embodies so well and heās grown so accustomed to. ā fair enough, ā he yields with a soft bubble of a laugh, allowing her to lead him away with only a second of playful foot dragging. they come to a stop somewhere just off - center of the floor, and itās only then that trip actually acknowledges the song thatās playing. really, does this dj know anything other than slow songs ?Ā itās not like heās nervous. his free hand isnāt shaking or anything when it finds blairās waist. even around her, tripās capability for being anything other than recklessly confident is fairly low. but, at the same time, he doesnāt really believe that she simplyĀ ā changed her mind ā just like that, and itās been a while since they were this close ...
Ā Ā Ā alright, yeah. maybe heās a little nervous. but only the teensiest bit.
Ā Ā Ā ā so now that weāre aloneā kinda,Ā ā the relative emptiness of the dance floor offers some privacy at least. enough so that they donāt have to worry about being overheard.Ā ā tell me straight, best woman to man of honor, you think theyāre gonna last ? ā tripās head tilts in the direction of where kem and max are, his eyes never leaving blairās.
MARTY.
ššššš: woodacre barn, wedding reception šššššš: closed to @tripfmā
āyou donāt happen to have a basketball somewhere, do you?ā marty asks as they come up from behind trip, glass in hand, lips pressed together into a smile. marty doesnāt know if itās the fact itās a wedding or just her need to always give her mind something to think of that prompts her to say an idea that is definitely not going to happen. āfeels like a good time for a rematch since you definitely cheated last time.ā
Ā Ā Ā ā DID I ?Ā ā TRIP ASKS, BROW arching incredulously. he pretends to think back on it, pursing his lips into a thoughtful frown before ultimately shaking his head. ā i dunno, smarty. all i remember is you totally eating my dust. ā thereās a sparkle of mischief in his eyes, but he tries to keep his posture casualāā infuriatingly so, leaning against one of the structural posts of the barn with his hands tucked nice and snug in his pants pockets.Ā ā but i guess if youāre hellbent on doing it again, we could always play pretend with one of the balloons. ā
status :Ā closed for @mvxsincā setting : tripās car on the way to the wedding
Ā Ā Ā MAX HAS BEEN IN TRIPāSĀ car a lot over the years, joined him on errand runs and ice cream trips, the occasional mental breakdown. he still remembers swapping stories with her here 8 months ago, and how she had told him that no one was jumping to take her on any dates after the whole christian debacle. now, sheās sitting in his car in a wedding dress with a guy waiting to pledge himself to her at the guppy pond. suddenly, 8 months feels like a lifetime ago.
Ā Ā Ā ā so, good news, ā trip starts, gaze flicking over to her briefly. ā we did so good on your makeup that i donāt think anyone is even going to notice that youāre two seconds away from upchucking. bad news, you look two seconds away from upchucking. whatās up, maxie ? talk to me. ā
status : openĀ to all // @volumeupdatesā setting : woodacre barn wedding reception
Ā Ā Ā WITH THE MYSTERY OF JERRYāS disappearance solved, a murderer back behind bars, and an oppressive court case finally over with, it's starting to feel like the end of a movie.Ā thereās a palpable sense of finality in the air, relief and anticipation in equal measure, and as he wanders through the barn - turned - reception - hall, trip can't shake the feeling that this is probably the last time the remaining employees of volume records will all be in the same room together. he plans to make the most of it,Ā immortalize it, for if this truly is the end of a movie, theyāre going to need something to segue into theĀ where are they now sequence.
Ā Ā Ā he approaches each attendee individually, preferably alone and unbusy, with hisĀ cassette recorder in one hand and a mini - microphone attached to it in the other. a box of blank tapes holds his spot at one of the round tables in the center of the room, enough there to accommodate one 30 minute side per person. as he moves towards the next one on his mental checklist, trip punches the record button with his thumb, greets the other by name, and slips into his best paparazzo impression.Ā āĀ got any words for this momentous dayĀ ? ā he asks.

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BLAIR.
STARTER FOR TRIP. ( @tripfmāĀ )
ā SHE DOESNāT REALLY WANT TO DO IT, but the whole point of leaving is about tackling stuff youāre scared of, right ? so, she finishes her drink and places her glass back on the bar. pleasant, warm buzz courses through her when she comes up behind him to tug the arm of his suit.Ā ā feel like dancing ? āĀ
Ā Ā Ā ā CAREFUL ! THESE SLEEVES ARE LITERALLY only hanging on by aāĀ ā trip stops short, not expecting blair to be the one standing there when he turns around.Ā maybe itās silly, considering the roles theyāve been given, but he fully thought they would have danced around each other all day, not together.Ā ā iād love to. but you do know kem and max probably donāt give a shit about the whole best person has to dance with the maid of honor thing, right ? ā the corner of his mouth twitches into a curious smile, his words and expression suspicious, intrigued, and probing all at once.
ššššš ššš: ššššššš ššššš
looks like the suit trip got all the way back in march gets to see another wedding.
LEX.
Swatting at his face to try and push him away, eyes immediately followed, looking at him with a stare that was borderline murderous. Trip was one of the people she actually liked around here, and she knew him outside of this strange little bubble that was Woodstock⦠but even then, cutting off her me-time? Inexcusable.Ā āSorry, conversations are closed. Come back later.ā
Ā Ā Ā SO ITāS GOING TO BE likeĀ that thenĀ ?Ā challenge accepted. ā oh, sure. later then, ā pivoting on his heel, trip makes a show of walking about five steps away before circling right back around to stand at lexās front. āĀ what do you know, itās later !Ā āĀ he announces, the cheekiest grin you can imagine plastering itself across his face as his chest puffs out with pride over hisĀ gotcha moment.Ā āĀ you wanna tell me what youāre listening to nowĀ ? ā
KC.
heāsĀ prettyĀ sureĀ heāsĀ inĀ forĀ aĀ relativelyĀ clearĀ day.Ā heāsĀ notĀ scheduledĀ forĀ aĀ shiftĀ inĀ recordsĀ orĀ fabric,Ā aĀ rareĀ occurrenceĀ inĀ andĀ ofĀ itself.Ā hisĀ morningāsĀ mostlyĀ beenĀ occupiedĀ byĀ aĀ lieĀ in,Ā sharedĀ pancakeĀ breakfastĀ andĀ returningĀ toĀ hisĀ roomĀ toĀ considerĀ pokingĀ atĀ oneĀ orĀ twoĀ ofĀ theĀ halfĀ finishedĀ projectsĀ layingĀ around.Ā heĀ hasnātĀ workedĀ himselfĀ upĀ toĀ doingĀ anythingĀ yetĀ whenĀ aĀ familiarĀ soundĀ drawsĀ attention;Ā reallyĀ anĀ assortmentĀ ofĀ them.Ā heāsĀ confidentĀ heĀ hasnātĀ forgottenĀ plansĀ withĀ hisĀ bestĀ friend,Ā evenĀ moreĀ confidentĀ thatĀ ifĀ heĀ hadĀ forgottenĀ themĀ tripĀ wouldnātĀ haveĀ rememberedĀ either.Ā still,Ā theyāveĀ neverĀ requiredĀ aĀ headsĀ upĀ before,Ā andĀ heāsĀ onĀ hisĀ wayĀ outĀ theĀ doorĀ withoutĀ moreĀ thanĀ aĀ minuteĀ ofĀ curiosity.
itāsĀ followedĀ byĀ aĀ quickĀ upturnĀ inĀ amusement,Ā kcĀ lingeringĀ aĀ littleĀ waysĀ fromĀ theĀ car.Ā itĀ takesĀ himĀ untilĀ itāsĀ beenĀ sungĀ -Ā outĀ toĀ realizeĀ whatĀ itāsĀ about,Ā sparksĀ laughĀ evenĀ ifĀ kcĀ hadĀ forgottenĀ thatĀ tripĀ forgot.Ā heĀ waitsĀ untilĀ theĀ songāsĀ teeteredĀ outĀ beforeĀ givingĀ anĀ impressedĀ whistle,Ā roundingĀ toĀ theĀ passengerĀ side.Ā heĀ pullsĀ theĀ doorĀ closeĀ behindĀ himĀ withĀ aĀ snort,Ā āĀ Ā youĀ reallyĀ need,Ā like,Ā aĀ calendar.Ā Ā ā
Ā Ā Ā IF KC TURNED RIGHT AROUND and walked back into the apartment, trip wouldn't even blame him. were their roles reversed, it's exactly what he would do. fortunately, kc isn't anything like trip. they may share the same sunny disposition and aversion to overly serious conversation, but trip's always been made of more jagged edges than kc. things stick for him, issues snag, whereas the same issues seem to roll off of kc's back like water. sure, maybe he should give trip the middle finger and go ā hell, it'd probably be the only thing to keep him from making the same mistake next year ā but he won't, and trip knows he won't, otherwise he wouldnāt even be here ; he's not exactly in the habit of apologizing for things he doesnāt expect to be forgiven for.
Ā Ā Ā after kc settles in and the guitar is returned to the back seat, trip wastes no time in getting the car out of the parking lot and on the road towards the diner. āĀ and rob you of the perfect thing to get me for my birthday ? no way, dude. oh, and speaking of gifts,Ā ā he nudges his chin towards the tub of brownies still sitting on the dash. ā there's the bribe i mentioned. i tried to make them into cool shapes to make up for the gift being cheap and last minute, but they kinda fell apart on me. still taste fantastic though, ā assuming the headless dinosaur he stole on the drive over is anything to go by, which it is.
SERA.
Ā Ā Ā SERA SETS HER COKE DOWN ON THE TABLE. she supposes this would have come up eventually, but it is weird to just have to talk about walking into the store being a mess. luckily, none of them were there when it happened.Ā āyeah, it was definitely weird.ā weird probably isnāt the way most people would describe it, but seraās surprisingly not too shaken up by it. she just feels like this store is in too deep with something she doesnāt know. his words make her laugh, and she reaches for another fry off her plate.Ā āiām always on my toes, thatās for sure,ā she comments before taking a small bite.Ā ādefinitely not what i would have expected working at a record store.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā SERA MAY BE ON HER toes, but tripās not even on the edge of his seat. heās not sure if itās due to seraās frankly underwhelming response or the fact that a break in feels like a trivial matter compared to everything else thatās happened ( whatās a ransacked record store to a blown up riverboat ? ) either way, itās pretty clear seraās not about to give him the juicy inside scoop he was hoping for. no matter.Ā ā honestly i still canāt believe you signed on, ā he confesses, picking through his own plate. ā i mean, beyond all the stuff that happened thatās like a big neon sign saying āĀ donāt work here ! āĀ i wouldāve thought youād think of yourself better than having to sort through old records all day. ā he pops another fry in his mouth, ā no offense. ā

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NISA.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā nisa doenāt have to ask where the question comes from (though the stack of magazines heās toting would answer it if she did), nodding at him once to show sheās listening for options. he continues, and while heās distracted by his task of reading them out, nisa pushes away from the counter, happy to take the opportunity to switch out violent femmes for mariah. āb,ā she responds as she spins back around, a grin on her lips. āand lemme guess, judging by your tone, youāre scoping out the cute boys?ā she shakes her head in mock disapproval. āslut.ā
Ā Ā Ā AS THE BRIDGE OF GONE daddy gone is cut off and quickly replaced by the soulful opening of mariahās honey, the corner of tripās mouth subconsciously twitches upward. itās a small thing to make note of ā no more significant or surprising than nisaās quiz answer ā but her being a butterfly girl over, say, daydream still feels noteworthy nonetheless. maybe heās reading into it too much, but at least it keeps him from complaining that she stole the stereo long enough for her to give him something else to whine about.
Ā Ā Ā ā whā hey ! ā trip squawks, mouth falling open in offense thatās a little less mocking than her disapproval. ā iāll have you know that my scoping would be purely educational. i need to make sure iām the only tenĀ at the party. ā before nisa can argue with that self - assessment ( which he has little doubt she will, given how ass - backwards her perfect tens seem to be ), he cuts that thread of conversation off with a flick of the wrist and another quiz question. āĀ anyway, itās time for the school talent show. do you, a, sing your favorite love song ; b, perform a cool routine you choreographed with some friends ; or c, just go to cheer on your buds ? my answerāsĀ a, before you go making more assumptions,Ā ā he shoots her a pointed but short - lived look, broken by a grin that he canāt hold back.Ā āĀ iām guessing b for you againĀ ?Ā ā
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