#didn't even know i wanted/needed to draw this before like 5pm today

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look, if you had a huge heart shaped tub in your room, you'd probably pour yourself a bubble bath too

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A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 96 Xs1) "Met Some Friends at A Rock Show"

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"WHAT. Are you guys DOOIN'??" Casie stands over top of Luna and Colson.

Her eyebrows are furrowed and lip is snarled as her hand sits cocked on her hip. Peering down at the two adults. They're still wrapped in each other from the night before. On the floor. Shocked but thankfully dressed.....

"Thank You, Period!!" Luna thinks in gratitude of Casie not finding them naked or fucking. "Thank Fuck I'm just off....." Terror suddenly striking. Luna never more appreciative of clothes.

Reaching his long arms out, Colson drags his daughter down with them. Bear hugging her inside of his body. "We liiiive here nooowww...." Colson growls as he tickles her.

Luna smiles as they remind her of the night on the hallway floor with Ashley and Dom.

"I don't wanna live on the floor!!!" Casie shouts as she grins and play fights with her crazy father.

"Tooooo baaaad...." Luna growls now as she joins in on the tickling of the little girl.

It's not long before The Three of them are wrestling, laughing and rolling all over each other and the floor. Only giving up when Casie gasps between giggles that she can't breathe.

Sprawled out across each other, they hold hands and slowly catch their breath together. Hearts and lungs syncing up. Talking about what they wanna do Today. Luna suggests they hit the pool in The Hilton before they head to LA. Colson and Casie are pumped about this idea. He pops into the group chat, telling everyone the plan. They're all game.

With Casie changed into her swimsuit and on the phone with Emma. Luna and Colson quickly getting stoned in the bathroom, amongst other things as they do the same.

Colson can't keep his hands off of Luna as she tries to slip on a black one piece. Playfully swatting at him as he grabs and pulls her in tight for a passionate kiss.

"I fucking love you." He tells her with that beautiful grin before unlocking the door and letting her be.

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Colson's Eleven are insane. It doesn't matter where they are... They are so FUCKING loud and obnoxious, EVERYONE knows they're there. Whether they want to know it or not. Even with a kid amongst them, their group should still come with a Warning Sign.

However, Casie is having a blast along with them. So... In all honesty, who gives a FUCK. Swimming around freely, she squeals any time one of The Boys catches her. Sending her sailing into the air and splashing through the water.

Bullet watches from a lounge chair. The rest of the group wrestling and jumping all over each other as he sips on a Hurricane.

The Boys try to make Luna, Sam and Ashleigh their victims too as they dunk and toss The Girls around also. The Three of them fighting back playfully, splashing them furiously with fits of laughter when they fail.

Baze chucks Sam across the pool to her flying Fuck Yooouu. Colson and Benny play Luna Ball. It's kinda like Colson and Pete's Moon Pie... But worse. Throwing her whole body between the two of them for a moment before she manages to wiggle out of Colson's catch. Grabbing a false Rook as salvation, The Asshole dunks her to Benny and Colson's YEEEEAHS!! Luna spitting out a water filled I Hate Yous once she hits the surface. Slim and AJ both attack a terrified Ashleigh. Scooping her up for an equal toss.

The Girls come back fierce, sneaking up on each of The Boys individually. They all have such ADD as they joke and fuck around with each other, they don't see The Girls blatant plan. Using their three bodies together to dunk each one in retaliation. Benny being the hardest, barely going down. Casie and Bullet laugh at each one's surprise and The Girls's struggles.

Chicken is played between Colson&Luna V. Baze&Sam. It's a true battle. Baze is more solid than Colson, where Luna and Sam both know each other's weaknesses. The engaged couple's only advantage being, that this isn't her first time on his shoulders. They know how to move together smoothly. Taking Sam and Baze 2 outta 3.

Luna and Colson snake around each other triumphantly. Holding one another as they float around the pool together, kissing lightly. Rook yelling out CAW!! CAW!! to Luna's laughter and Colson's Shut The Fuck Up.

Climbing out after a bit, Luna sits on the edge of the pool with Ashleigh. Colson eventually swimming up to them. Resting his inked arms on Luna's tattooed thighs. Setting his chin on her wet knee, he beams up at them. Asking What 'Cha Talking About.

"The Roxy and what to do with Case..." Luna answers.

"I told you I'd take care of it." Colson says as he sucks water droplets off of her legs. "What are you doing tonight, Ash?" He asks with his teasing smirk.

Both girls erupting into laughter while shaking their heads. He really is an Asshole sometimes.

"Staying at the LA house with Case since Ashton is in Cleveland. We'll all stay there tonight but we gotta be out by 4P tomorrow for Denver on Saturday..." Ashleigh explains their schedule, always exaggerating their departure time to a notoriously late Colson.

It's Thursday.

"Fuck!!" Luna realizes... "What time is it??" She asks frantically hopping up.

It's 154P. Luna has a phone session at 2P.

Leaning down to kiss Colson. She grabs a robe, calling out Love Yoooouu before she disappears.

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Everyone continues to goof off around and inside the pool. Being threatened that they'll be Thrown Out if They Don't Calm Down. Casie's single look being the ONLY thing that tames them.

Colson texts Luna asking what she wants for lunch as they order poolside. Making it back for her turkey BLT and fries just as it's being served.

Everyone eventually tires from the pool. Casie's cold and wants to change. After helping her, Colson redresses Luna's shoulder. He's surprisingly attentive when it comes to His Girls's needs.

Packing up their things. Colson's Eleven finally heads towards The Bus.

Most of them joining the tight burn circle outside of it, exhaling fierce billows of smoke around them. Not that she can't look out the window, but at least they don't HotBox The Bus with Casie in it.

It's a quick hour or so to LA, filled with munchies and stoned jokes. Ashleigh ordering multiple uber's on the way.

Parking up, Don agrees to meet up with them tomorrow. HERE. At 5PM. Okay, Don... He's so EyeRoll Stern. With that Colson's Eleven are on their way home for the night. Or kinda....

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Walking through the door, Colson immediately drops his red LV bag. Letting out an exaggerated UUGGGHH with wide arms blocking the frame. Everyone else pushing against him with What The Fucks as they try to get in too. Finally moving, they all make their way inside. Happy to be off The Road. Even for a night.

Everyone bullshits around for a minute in the kitchen, Luna makes sure Hades&Persephone are alive. They are. Winning Colson a dozen sweet kisses. Ashleigh calling for Family Dinner as they begin to disperse.

"No ONE'S going out tonight until we all eat." She says firmly.

Yes Maaaaa's trail behind them. Even with chuckles, they're all thankful for her constant efforts.

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"Fuuuuuuuckkk I missed this...." Colson moans.

Luna has him straddled. Taking a slow, smooth ride on his cock. Head back as her long hair tickles his thighs.

"Hm?" She asks as she lifts it to look at him, blue eyes sparkling.

"Your sweet pussy in my fucking bed." He asserts as he holds her hips.

Leaning forward, Luna grabs the side of his neck with her right hand. Left one reaching behind her as her fingers play with his balls. Dropping her hips down low into him, she dips her mouth into his ear as he groans in pleasure.

"Awwww... You didn't like fucking me in the park?" She coos as she begins to shift quicker. "Or the on The Bus floor?" She asks seductively.

Recounting the different places and ways they've fucked while on tour in Colson's ear. Luna slides him into her deeper. For each spot.

"Unnhh... Keep talken', Kitten!" Colson encourages her, feeling himself close.

"Mmmm... And what about The Alley?" She moans.

That's it. The intense memory flashes through his mind. Grabbing her waist, Colson flips Luna onto her back.

"Sorry, Baby." He mutters without thinking when she winces.

Throwing her legs over his shoulders, Colson drives into Luna. Both moaning in pleasure from his full strokes. She crosses her legs behind his neck. Wrapping them around his head, drawing him in further. Picking up his pace, Colson grabs Luna's right ankle. Stretching her leg into the air as he lifts up then, dooown. Dick strong and long. Controlling her pussy as he licks and kisses the inside of her heel, sloppy tongue dragging along the curve of her arch to the tip of the side of her red polished toe. Dick raging as he fucks her dirty little ass. Luna has to grab the headboard for support as Colson makes them both cum. Pussy drunk off of him.

"Hmmmm...." Luna purrs in satisfaction as Colson lets her legs go, falling inside of her.

Stroking his back, they talk about an array of things. The Roxy tonight, Luna's therapy session earlier, when Casie goes back to Cleveland, how this leg of the tour ends soon. Some wedding stuff even comes up as they snuggle together.

"You sure you wanna marry me?" Colson looks up with a teasing smile but slightly worried eyes.

"Two times." She reassures him with a grin and a kiss.

"Mmmm... Two times." He agrees huskily into her mouth.

Running his hands along her naked body and through her hair, he kisses her face and neck. This isn't their first Two Times. Colson taking his time as he fucks Luna again.

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Dinner is loud and fun. Ashleigh sending Benny and Bullet to the store for the ingredients for chicken tacos.

With Colson's Eleven gathered around the kitchen table, they talk loudly as they pass cheese, lettuce and other sides around. Busting on each other as they make their tacos.

Casie calling for The Three Dinner Questions as they eat. Going around the table, they each answer The Best Part of Their Day, The Worst and One Thing They've Learned. The overall consensus being The Best is definitely being home for dinner. Thank you, Ashleigh. The other answers vary by the person.

Everyone takes part in cleaning up the kitchen. Except for Ashleigh. The general House Rule being... If You Cook. You DO NOT Clean.

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Luna and Colson are upstairs getting dressed to meet up with Ashley and Dom. Fresh from a ShowerFuck.

Both still naked, Colson rolls a joint as Luna cuts out lines on a square mirror. Each having a different 3:1 ratio. Three Percs and an Add for Luna, the opposite for Colson.

"Race ya..." Luna says with a devious half smile, handing him a straw.

"You're SO fucked up!!! He laughs amused by her antics.

Dipping their faces down, on three, they snort their lines quickly. Luna popping up first. Laughing as she rubs her nose, she calls him an Old Man.

"I got your Old Man, Bitch!!" He complains as he power bombs her on to the bed.

Luna's body bounces as Colson attacks her with his mouth and hands. It's not long before he's back inside of her.

"Fuuuuuck, Bunny...." She sighs with a giggle. "Can we get dressed now?"

"Maybe." He grins as he kisses her again before finally firing up that joint.

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"Looney!!! You're such a RockStar!!!" Casie exclaims once Luna comes downstairs.

Dressed in a black fishnet body stocking, she has on a tight, black leather skirt and a red Bikini Kill tank top over it. Thigh high black boots, heavy black eyes and a lip the same color as her small shirt to finish her off. Hair loose and wild.

"Doesn't she look like a RockStar, Ash?" Casie continues to squeal as she hops around Luna.

"Luna is definitely a RockStar!!" Ashleigh laughs.

She's always admired Luna's style. How it can jump from casual to wild in an instant. Kinda like Luna. One extreme to the next.

"You sure you guys will be okay?" Luna asks. "I can stay... We can have a Girls Night..." She offers to Ashleigh.

Colson comes bounding down the stairs in a white T, heavy jewelry, jeans and red Vans. Overhearing Luna.

"Fuck THAT. You're coming with me." He says as he bows down to peck her cheek before throwing on a gray jacket. "WE OUT!!!" He shouts before kissing Casie and Ashleigh GoodBye.

As The Boys head out the door, Ashleigh pushes Luna with them. A solid GO! coming along with it.

"Okay... Okay...!!" Luna laughs, grabbing her leather off the couch as she uncharacteristically follows directions.

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Getting inside The Roxy is pure hell. Even through the back entrance. Benny and Bullet aren't prepared for this at all. Getting mobbed, Luna and Colson are separated from everyone else. He has her tucked under his arm as The Paparazzi are shouting at them. Lights flashing as they try to move through The Insanity.

"MGK!! MGK!!" One yells.

"BROOKLYN!! ARE YOU LIVING IN LA NOW??" Another shouts.

"WHEN'S THE ACTUAL WEDDING!??" Screams a third.

"LUNA!! DID YOU REALLY BREAK BEBE REXHA'S NOSE!!?"

This one stops Luna cold, causing Colson to lose his grasp on her. Between her actual name being used and the context, she's completely caught off guard. Colson quickly grabbing her hand.

"BACK THE FUCK UP!!" He barks, making the shocked Paps take a pause.

Pulling her safely through The Madness with him, into the building. Even distracted, Luna's heart can't help but subconsciously jump and pussy swell. Colson ain't nothing to be fucked with.

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Inside, they head towards the sticker and graffiti littered stairwell that leads up to BackStage. Still hand in hand.

"How the FUCK do they know my name!!?" Luna explodes on the landing, completely ignoring the Bleta situation.

Colson gives her a side eye. She really is ridiculous sometimes. Pulling her into him, he tries to comfort her.

"A lot of people know your name, Kitten..." He lightly chuckles.

"Fuck you, you know what I mean." She says with an attitude as she pushes off of him.

"I do.... But, you're not 18 or 19yrs old anymore. You're not just Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe's granddaughter. You're THAT Brooklyn Bitch. They know you for YOU and your art. Not your grandparents." He gently explains.

Sighing, Luna burrows back into him. Knowing he's right. It doesn't make it any less stranger to hear her true name on the lips of The Paparazzi.

"I love you." Her muffled voice tells his strong chest.

Lifting her chin to kiss her, he tells her he loves her too. Holding her tightly for a moment.

"Now, come on.... We got places to be, Baby!!" He laughs at her rolling eyes.

Grabbing her hand again, Colson continues to lead Luna into their night.

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"I MISSED YOUS!! I MISSED YOUS!! I MISSED YOUS!! I FUCKING MISSED YOUS!!!" Ashley screams.

Luna can tell Ashley's buzzed as they jump up and down inside a three way hug with Sam. All three giddy as they laugh and squeeze each other. They missed their friend too. So very fucking much.

"And I missed YOU, Mate!!" Dom exclaims, plunking a kiss onto Colson's laughing cheek as they embrace.

Dom does hugs. Not Daps. Extremely soul consuming, I've Got You Forever Hugs. Colson accepts this. Grabbing each other tightly. The two laugh as the comfort of their friendship wraps around them. Truly being The Loneliest Boy, Colson has always found solace in their hugs.

BackStage at The Roxy is a music filled, smoke laced, City of Angel's reunion with alcohol dripping everywhere. Luna and Colson are there with Sam and all The Boys. Ashley with Dom and Travis. Phem's floating around alongside Mod. While Gaggles of Girls are trying to entwine themselves around other random artists, hoping to grasp a handful of the Golden Gods.

Colson runs into Noah and her brother. Introducing them to Luna.

"Hi!! It's such a pleasure to finally meet you. Colson speaks so highly of you." Luna grins with a bright smile as she throws her arms open for them to embrace each other.

"You too!!" Noah exclaims after hugging her. "I've been waiting to meet the magical bitch that locked this crazy motherfucker down!" She laughs.

"She's definitely fucking magical." Colson smirks as he slides his arm around Luna, kissing the top of her head.

Sharing a bottle and a joint, they talk about the new album Noah's working on. Colson asking her if she's signed yet.

"Nah... I'm self producing this one." Noah responds with pride.

"That's fucking awesome." Luna compliments her.

"You know.... Luna's starting her own record lable..." Colson leads.

"Really?" Noah turns to her, eyes wide with interest.

"Yeah.... I'm almost set up. I just need a studio... I'm hoping to be up and running by September." Luna explains.

"Take my number!! I'm not gonna lie, I didn't know who you were before Kells and Nightmare... so I had to check out your stuff... BUT... I DID!!! AND... I'd fucking love to work with you!" Noah exclaims pulling her phone out.

Luna and Noah exchange numbers as Colson watches. He loves the way Luna interacts with people. Especially his friends.

"Yeah, I'm not with a lable because I can't stand these LA fucks." Noah complains.

"Preach, Bro. I was on an independent the last few years and they're still fucking cunts. You should know first and foremost, though. I'm not looking to make anyone famous or turn a profit. If you want to, we CAN...... BUUUT.... Seriously? My main goal is to create a home where we can do whatever the fuck we want artistically without anyone breathing down our fucking necks." Luna says adamantly with NY hands.

Noah understanding in that singular moment why Colson loves Luna. With one conversation, she's pretty sure she loves her too.

"That's so fucking rad, Dude!!!" Noah shouts as she grabs Luna for another hug.

"What's rad?" Ashley asks walking up on them with Sam.

Already knowing the brother and sister duo, Ashley introduces them to Sam. They greet each other kindly before Luna explains what they're talking about.

"If you wanna sign. Sign with Loons." Sam boosts her. "We've been together since the beginning..."

"Sam's my bestfriend drummer." Luna cuts her off to Noah's nod.

This makes Sam grin. She takes a certain pride in how long her and Luna have been friends.

"Bestfriend DRUMMER." Ashley teases Sam with her tongue out.

Ashley had met Sam at the same party she met Luna. Gaining two great friends in one night.

"Shut the fuck up." Sam laughs, giving Ashley a playful shove before turning back to Noah. "Nah, dude... Seriously though, she knows her shit, Man. I've never signed with anyone but if I DID. It'd be with Loons." Sam shoots Luna a smile with a light shrug.

"Cause MY BITCH be The Greeeatest!!" Colson chimes in, sounding like Tony the Tiger as he scoops Luna from around the waist.

The four girls laugh. Telling him to Shut The Fuck Up in unison. Making them laugh harder and Colson love and adore each one of them a little bit more.

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Dom performing is the definition of a Live Wire. You look left. He's stage right. You go right, he's in the middle. Before your eyes can find him OnStage, he's gone. Being carried by the sea of hands in the crowd.

Ashley pops OnStage with him for 11 Minutes. Luna loves the song and they're great. Yet, even though it's the first time she's seen them perform together, Luna can tell there's something off....

With his set coming to an end, Dom struts his sweet ass across the stage. Pumping up his fans. Asking if they Want More to their screams.

"WELL, MAAATES!!!! OUI'VE GOT ONE LAST SOIPRIOSE FOR YA THEN!!!!!" He screams back.

Colson steps up to the mic as he plays the opening chords to I Think I'm Okay. The audience losing their SHIT. The whole building rumbling from their screams.

On the side of the stage Ashley slips her hand into Luna's. Turning to each other, they grin. They love this fucking song. There is something indescribable about watching music grow. Witnessing an embryo find it's fulfillment is a privilege they both appreciate. Hearts catching in each of their lungs as they continue to hold hands. Sam and Noah beside them, the four of them rock out like FanGirls. Jumping and bashing into each other as they sing and laugh through the whole song. Word for word.

Finishing up, Dom lays his sweaty head against Colson's shoulder as he laughs. They had talked earlier about what Colson's about to say. The Girl's having no idea.

"So, we got these girlfriends, right?" He asks to the room's roar. "You think they wit us tonight?"

The room roars louder.

"Ya GOD DAMN RIGHT they wit us!!" He grins as he continues. "Because they a FUCKING NIGHTMARE!!!!" Colson shouts.

Luna and Ashley look at each other. Thinking the same thing. THESE MOTHERFUCKERS.

"Can we get you out here, Kitten?" Colson asks, looking Luna directly in the eye.

"Yah, Baaabe!!! Cum oot!!!" Dom coaxes Ashley.

Noah and Sam laugh at the two artists. Sam pushing both her friends on to the stage. Going out together, they each instinctively throw up an arm with smiles on their faces as they head out.

It is a MAN'S WORLD. Both thinking their boyfriends and friends are fucking Assholes. The crowd ironically going wild at the sight of the two falsely smiling women.

"I fucking hate you." Luna whispers as Colson sets the electric around her neck.

Dom's band moves OffStage as Colson shouts for His Fucking Crew. Rook, AJ and Baze producing themselves quickly. Rook slams into the kit, playing a couple lines from Smells Like Teen Spirit as Dom grabs his own guitar and the other's tune up. This is gonna be an interesting showing.

With her mic in hand, Ashley counts off 1.2.3.4. as they slam into their instruments. The powerful beat infiltrating everyone within ear shots soul.

🎼I!!!//Keep a record//Of their wreckage//And their lies🎶

Ashley belts out fiercely. Vocals strong and clear. Slamming through the opening chorus with Rook's drums as everyone inside The Roxy sings along with her. On her que, Luna steps up to her own mic stand. Ripping through the lyrics. Mind wild as she let's loose.

🎶I'm fucked up//And angry//So tonight//SCARED//Is what//You should be🎶

Changing the last lyrics out of anger towards Colson before Ashley comes in with her to snark about smiling. Dom flowing in with them, belting along with how We Don't Owe You A God Damn Thing. Luna singing through her frustration with Colson.

It's a one of a kind performance. Raw and spontaneous. A strong female anthem raging through THAT Brooklyn Bitch with Halsey, YungBlud, Machine Gun Kelly and his band.

It's a historical night for music to the naked eye and what SHOULD BE equality. If Luna didn't feel fucking controlled. The group of them are a musical force to reckoned with.... And it'd have been really fucking cool if The Boys had told The Girls beforehand. REALLY fucking cool. Their shove basically showcased the song's message. Dudes suck and think they can make Us do whatever the fuck they want. Fucking Dickheads.

Ashley starts to clap, involving everyone as the four of them blend together at the end. Ashley and Dom sharing a mic, going first. Harmonizing and clapping together.

🎶We're no sweet dream//But//We're a hell of a night🎶

Colson knowingly lifts Luna's guitar off her bad shoulder so she can clap. Colson and Luna come in together on que. Their voices are sweet together.

🎶No//We're no sweet dream//But//We're a hell of a night🎶

Until Luna grabs the mic and let's loose. Looking back directly at Colson with the Yellow Ring bursting in her blue eyes.

"SING IT WITH UUUSSSS!!!!" She shouts before sliding back to share the mic with him.

🎶I SAID//WE'RE NO SWEET DREAM//BUT//WE'RE A HELL OF A NIIIIIIGGHHHHT🎶

With everyone still clapping on beat, all four are belting together in harmony with their vast amount of friends. The entire venue singing with them. The audience. Their peoples, both Back and Side stage. The vendors. Everyone.

🎶WE SAID//WE'RE NO SWEET DREAM//BUT WE'RE//A HELL OF A NIIIIIIIIGGHHHHHT🎶

Still angry, Luna grabs her guitar and kicks in loud and unforgiving. Shouting "WHAT THE FUCK DO WE FUCKING DO!!!" Before slamming back into the meaningful chorus.

🎶I!!!!!//KEEP A RECORD//OF THEIR WRECKAGE//AND THEIR LIES//WE'RE STARTEN' TO WEAPONIZE//OUR POWERFUL MINDS//THEY TALK SHIT//BUT WE WON'T//TAKE IT THIS TIME//AND THEY'LL REALIZE🎶

The entire FUCKING building ERUPTS. Singing along with her rage. Following her lead, they're one. Not individuals. ONE. Singing their same message.

🎶WE SAID....//WE'RE NO SWEET DREAM//BUT//WE'RE A HELL OF A NIIIIIIIIGT🎶

Luna signals the end to Rook. Slamming them out as smoke explodes and the lights drop. It's a hell of an ending to a GREAT fucking show.

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"You guys are FUCKING assholes." Luna complains, giving Colson an annoyed push.

"You loved it!!" He laughs, grabbing her tightly as he kisses her.

He's right. She did love it. Music and performing are in Luna's bones. She BELONGS on the stage. With her loves. Exactly like she was tonight. But with fucking notice. And more importantly, consent. Patti 2.0

"No." Luna refuses to submit as she kisses him back harshly.

"LUUUNNNAAAAAA!!!" A warm, familiar voice interrupting them.

Luna turns to find Billie gliding towards her. Having not seen her friend since The Tea Party or for what feels like forever beforehand, Luna sprints towards the human. Forgetting all about Colson's indiscretion.

Grasping each other hard in relief and comfort. Their souls feel a sensation of relief once their bodies touch.

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Billie Is. Was. And Will Always Be. Luna's first friend in her adventure as Patti Smith's granddaughter. Meeting when they were 8yrs old, besides Jackson & Opie, Billie is the only one to beat out Sam in longevity. Ashley secretly hating them both. Being products of The Greats.... Billie understands Luna and what it's like to want to hide and not use their names. With their own merit, they had established their own professional identities. For a long time you had to REALLY dig in order to figure out who they're related.... Until Billie lost her mom and grandmom within days. Putting her on blast. Luna flying out of her mourning coma to sit with Billie. Days after she had found Justin. Being only one of the two reasons Luna had hit The Coast until recently. Luna had held her friend's hand as she quietly cried for both of them. Angry and scared for their lives ahead.

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"FUUUUCK ME!!!!!" Luna shouts with a wide grin as her and Billie tightly embrace.

"Hi." They say in unison. "Jinx." They catch each other again, laughing at their synchronicity.

Luna and Billie squeeze each other's guts out. Both trying to fight back tears over the happiness of holding each other.

"Dude." Luna reels back grinning. "You're face is in my face!!!" She cheeses, kissing Billie's lips. "I missed your fucking faaace SO MUCH!!" She shouts in drunken happiness. "How the fuck is filming going.... No! Don't tell me! I don't wanna know ANYTHING!!" Luna laughs as she kisses Billie's cheek again.

"I'm not telling you SHIT!!! The last time I spilled anything you didn't talk to me for 3wks!!" Billie laughs.

Grabbing Luna again. They nuzzle into each other. Billie comforted by Luna's constant smell of weed smoke, coconut oil and Euphoria. Some things never change. Luna finding the same comforting touches of jasmine and lavender inside her friend. They've really have known each other too long.

Drunk and excited, Luna sees Austen, Billie's boyfriend and their friend Evan over Billie's shoulder as they hug. Luna finally letting her go for the first time. Greeting her two other friends with tight hugs and pecks on the cheek.

Austen was The Tea Party but Luna hasn't seen Evan for a while. Excited to catch up, they start to talk about their new projects.

"The wedding!?!" Billie asks pulling Luna back towards her.

Luna can only beam. She's so happy to see her friend. And honestly, she doesn't know which one she's talking about.

"Yes?" Luna beams as her arms wrap around Billie's waist again.

"When. Where...? Online says a fucking festival...." Billie gives Luna a firm eye. "I'm trying not to be pissed that TMZ knows more about you than I do right now..."

"I knooooowwwww....." Luna complains, hanging her head. "I'm SO fucking sorry.... It happened out of no where..."

Luna popping out her left hand as proof. Guitar string proudly wrapped around her finger."I'm an Asshole. I told P and Fran personally..... But in my defense.. I couldn't get ahold of you...." She tries her weak excuse.

Luna goes on to explain the small ceremony in Cleveland and.... What she can regarding EstFest, never being an attendee.

"WHY? NO... Never mind, I know why!!" Billie laughs. "I got a ticket to both. Right?" She asks with a cocked eyebrow.

"Yes. Duh.... I will make that shit happen...." Luna laughs as she grips her friend.

"You're getting fucking married....." Billie throws her arms out with tears in her eyes. "This is good...yes?" She asks Luna.

Feeling her friend's worry. Luna's moving faster than anyone would think....BUT..... Luna knows what she knows. In her heart, she fell in love with Colson upon sight. Almost 10yrs ago. Knowing his demons, she acknowledges them as her own. She Is His as He is Her's. It's that simple.

"Yes." Luna grins. "I truly fucking love him."

Billie squeezes her. Aware of Frannie's thoughts and Ashley's acceptance. They all know Luna will to do what EVER the fuck she wants. Regardless. It's all about being her friend through it.

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"Oi! I don't... They cancelled, Mate!! Ova liqa!! When did alcohol become mo important than the music MATE!?!! I ASK YOU.... WHEN!!!"

Dom is complaining with a valid point to Colson about Utah's Camp Out cancellation. Being the alcoholic and drug addict that he is, Colson doesn't have much complaints.

"I didn't want to see FuckFace anyway...." Ashley slurs into Luna's ear.

Luna knows she's talking about G - FuckFace Extraordinaire I Think I'm Cool - McEeeeeZy.

Luna wouldn't mind seeing him. He had hurt Ashley so deeply and had acted so fucked up towards her afterwards, it called for the second trip to The Coast. Luna and Gerald's last exchange becoming beyond violent. Going straight to his house once she landed, Ashley and Luna caused a lot of separate damage that night. Ashley to his home and Luna to his body. Both keying his car after Luna fucked him up with a kitchen chair. Her steel pussy never being afraid to battle ANYONE. She's still patiently waiting until she catches that bitch on the low. With Ashley still hurting, Luna wants another piece of him.

"That's why it's cancelled..." Luna murmurs into her friends ear. "Cause he a bitch... Bitch." Luna laughs.

Wrapping herself around Ashley, Luna tries to remind her why she's here. They're both pretty drunk though. Ashley a bit more.

"He's young....." Ashley laughs as she complains.

"We're all young..." Luna battles, trying to hold on to her youth.

"No. He's baby young." Ashley states. Cocking her head, she questions Luna. "Kells wants you to have his babies, doesn't he???"

The question is almost indignant. Like a challenge.

"Uhhhmmm... I don't..." Luna side steps. "Dude. Who the fuck wants to bring a kid into this ShitHole?" She continues with a question.

"I DO!!!!!!" Ashley drunkenly shouts at her.

Her volume drawls attention to their conversation. Luna brushing any and all off. She takes a Ashley to the bathroom.

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To be continued.....