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{T}; “Back to our old lives, back to the old bullshit.”

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Open
{T}; “Back to our old lives, back to the old bullshit.”
First Meeting || Closed
[T]: She sat in the corner of the coffee shop, scribbling in the small book, she was lucky she had off today, it as the first time in ages she actually got alone time. She grabbed the small cup taking a sip of it, letting the warm liquid travel down her throat.
Woah.. Stop The Presses! || OPEN
T: "Hello?"
J: "I told you guys it was a bad idea to come back.."
K: "James, shut up."
OPEN || WE'RE BACK BITCHES
[K]; "We're back!"
[K]; "OH my god! I have missed you guys!"
{T]; "Hello, hello, hello!"
[Closed]
[C]; Ciara ran down stairs, camera man was gone for the day and the house was actually quiet for once. Pulling open the door she crossed her arms, "What?" She asked.
[T]; Taylor sighed as she heard her younger sister, "I see you are up to your old antics again." She said sighed shooing her sister away, "Sorry about her, what can I help you with?" She asked.
[Open]
[T]; "I'm not leaving my bed. Go away."
[K]; "Yeah not getting her out of bed for sure.."
[Open]
[K]; "Well Ciara's sick.."
[T]; "No filming for us today."