Taissa sits in the attic, thinking over what happened the previous night at Doomcoming. The things they did, the things they saw, how everything went down. When she sees her girlfriend Van enter the attic, she scoots to the side and smiles, but is met with a cold stare.

She knew her girlfriend believed in more and more of Lottie's supernatural bullshit. She, to say the least, didn't. But apparently it was starting to get to the red-head, and after she just got her secure enough to take off the mask hiding her wounds from the attack, she really didn't want her to close up again.

"If that's going to be a problem for you" Van said, looking upset but firm, "Just say so" Taissa immediately stood, getting up to hug her.

"No, there's no problem. We're okay. We're good" She says softly, the second she realized how far her girlfriend would take this. That she meant ending them over something like this. Sometimes Van just took things too far. She didn't mean for any of this to get in the way of them.