Bryce and Lorelai getting into some sort of trouble? IDK if that's too vague idk idk ILY
"How did we get into this mess?" Bryce mutters, gripping his glass of champagne tightly.
"They said it was a regular Friday Night Dinner," Lorelai bemoans. "They didn’t say it was a ‘let’s invite all of our friends with children over a certain age to try and find Lorelai and Bryce new life partners."
"I like my life partner," Bryce hisses. "Sure, she’s violent, but she makes me happy, and she does all the weird things I like in bed."
"Must you?" Lorelai snaps, bewildered. "Must you go there? I don’t need to know those things!"
"Get over it."
"Augh."
"Let’s just figure out a way out of here," Bryce says. "There’s got to be some good way."
"Window in my bedroom is still a viable option."
Bryce nods. “Let’s go.”
