𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞//𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐮𝐩𝐬

Dessert and Cherry Lip Balm

Talia makes a mental note that funerals have delicious food as she scarfs down the potato salad and roast on her plate.

She sat with her father, Lenny, Eric, Kurt, and Owen— who was also enjoying the funeral food, on a stone wall. "So how are we feeling about Rob's girl? We're happy for him or– ?" Lenny questions.

"Oh, my God. The St.Pauli Grandma? She seems alright," Marcus answers as everyone watches Robbie give Gloria a foot massage.

Owen and Talia grimace when he kisses her foot. If someone came near Talia's foot she'd kick them, she didn't like her feet being touched.

"She's pretty," Eric says causing everyone to look at him with raused eyebrows "You know, in a "me in a wig" sort of way." He adds causing everyone to chuckle.

"When, uh, Ben Franklin was flying that kite and it had the key on it, that was to her apartment." Kurt jokes causing another fit of laughter.

Talia loved the friendship her father and his friends had, it reminded her a lot of her and Owen's.

"You know, but I gotta say, he seems like he's in love, you know?" Eric speaks up.

"Can't argue with love," Talia adds with a shrug as she and the rest of the guys watch Robbie climb on Gloria's lap.

"What do you know about love?" Marcus teases his daughter.

"Well, I haven't had a hookup stop talking to me over another hookup so I'd say more than you," Talia shrugs with a cheeky grin.

The guys laugh and Marcus's smile falters "You've had hookups?"

"I'm gonna go get more potato salad," Talia hums as she stands.

"There's your answer," Kurt shrugs as the others laugh and Talia walks off.

"I hope you know we're talking about this later young lady!" She hears her dad yell to her. She knew they wouldn't, she hated knowing about her father's sex life but Marcus despised knowing that his daughter had a sex life to begin with, so they kept the sex talk to a bare minimum.

——

Talia now sat in a white venue area with Sally, Kirt, Roxanne, Becky, Eric, and Owen.
Bean, Sally's youngest, runs up to his mother "Mommy I want some milk," he tells her.

Talia didn't think anything about it at first until Sally smiled "Oh sure, angel, You come here. I'll give you a little something." She tells her son as he steps forward and Sally moves her blouse, now breastfeeding Bean.

Owen choked on his cake, his face reddening as he looked away, wanting to be respectful as Talia and everyone got uncomfortable and confused. Bean looked like he was a little too old to be breastfed.

Roxanne shields Becky's eyes from the scene as Kurt slides away from the mother breastfeeding her child, probably for his own comfort more than Sally's.

"Your son is so cute," Roxanne smiles looking at Eric "How old is he?" She questions emphasizing on the question.

"Oh, he's, uh, forty-eight months," Eric answers.

"That's four," Kurt tells him.

"Yeah," Eric replies tightly.

"We meant to stop last year, but he likes it so much, and we don't like to say no," Sally explains.

Talia clears her throat and gets up mumbling something about going to get some cake before making her way away from everyone.

She finds herself at the dessert table and she grins as she grabs a plate and begins piling on different treats that she thought looked good.