"I feel like we should have a different name for the new Anywhere Key." Logan said honestly as he adjusted his bow tie, standing in the middle of the empty suit store. "Since we can't technically go anywhere."

"Well, when I made it after figuring out that I could, I figured we'd be able to just remake a key." Harvey said honestly from the inside of one of the dressing rooms. "Didn't think it would confine us just to Massachusetts."

"So, do we rename it as the Anywhere in Mass Key?" he suggested, sitting down with an exhale. "Are you sure we have to wear pink?"

"I like Anywhere Mass Key." she opened up the door and walked out, he rose an eyebrow at her attire. "And yes, i'm sure we have to wear pink. Via Duncan suggestion."

"Honest go god confession?" Logan offered, getting a nod. "I wasn't sure how pink was gonna look with red hair, but you pull it off."

"Oh?" she rose her eyebrows. "You on the other hand can't."

"Oh!" Logan laughed in disbelief as he placed a hand on his heart. "Ouch!"

"Probably because bow ties aren't suppose to go diagonally." Harvey rose her eyebrows, walking closer and waving him to stand. She latched onto the tie around his neck, twisting it so it was the correct way rather then rubbing against his chin. "There....now you're pulling it off great."

Logan cracked a smile, truly looking nice in a pale pink, but he knew she'd never be mushy enough to say it. "My Dads are more excited about helping your Uncles with their honeymoon then the entire wedding, I think."

"Well, they've got great taste." she went on, walking toward the shoes as they scanned them over. "Did you end up making the playlist?"

"Most of it, but I let Duncan do the rest." he said in return, peaking over at her. "Are you bringing anyone?"

Her head snapped to the side with a comical look. "Oh, yeah, definitely. The best bachelor in town."

"Ah, funny, because I scored with the bachelorette." Logan rose his eyebrows down at her, smiling when she cracked him one. Before he could say anything else, Harvest phone started to ring.

"Can you grab that for me?" she asked when kneeling down to grab a pair of shoes. "What size shoe do you wear?"

"Eleven." he went into the dressing room, answering her phone. "Hey, Nina. It's Logan."

Harvest heard silence, standing up as she frowned the shoes. She walked to the dressing room with a curious look. Logan hung up the phone, not even being able to react to her wallpaper being a photo of them. "What's the matter?"

"Bode was trapped in a snow glob and then your Mom and Sister trapped twins in a mirror?" he frowned his eyebrows as he held the phone. "Moral of the story....we should get back to Key House."

Harvest finally had a good reason not to sleep at night, she had been checking on Bode each hour as he warmed up in his room. Kinsey would check on her every now and then, but she was busy tying up her sequal to notice. She liked to write about Gabe, more so about her getting the revenge she'd never be able to on him. She liked to write about how she'd taken his place and he was the one locked up, how he was the one always almost getting killed, how he was the one that suffered the endless abuse and manipulation. In her mind, she switched places with him, and it felt good to be able to hate him as much as he seemingly hated her.

Writing about Gabe was different then talking about Gabe. Logan's Dads didn't use the mentors key, meaning they'd forgotten all about their encounter with magic last year. But, Nina still had encouraged her daughter to talk to a therapist, and it being her best friends Dad seemed like a smart idea. Only, she didn't like to talk. She hated talking about Gabe, mainly because she felt like he already had trapped her in an endless realm of pain and anger, she at least wanted to pretend she didn't have to talk about him.

"Hey." Nina stood in her daughters doorway the next morning. "Nice suit."

Her entire suit was the pale pink shade, the button up underneath black. Her and Logan decided not to go with the matching route, so he wore a black suit with a pink button up underneath. Not necessarily matching, but close enough for people to know they'd purposely planned it. "Thanks."

"We were just about to use the floral key." she held it up with a small smile. "Do you want to come with us?"

She blinked. "I still have a few things I need to do to get ready but maybe when i'm done?"

Nina frowned, but she didn't push her. "Okay, we'll just be outside."

As she left, Harvest sat down on her bed. She fell back on her back and stared at the ceiling with an exhale. She was tired, genuinely. Not sleeping more then an hour a night was catching up to her, making her sick and irritable at the smallest of things. She shut her eyes for half a second, reopening them when feeling hands around her neck.

Gabe hovered over her, pressing down on her neck.

Harvest gasped, opening her eyes up and sitting straight up. She'd dreamt it, fallen asleep for a few minutes just for him to come and haunt her again. She held onto her throat with a deep inhale, breathing heavy and keeping her eyes wide open. Another knock caught her attention, looking to the door.

"Woah, you look like a million bucks. Is that what you're wearing tomorrow?" Duncan walked in with a smile.

"Hey." she got out of the bed with one more inhale. "It is...what do you think?"

"That I have the fanciest niece ever." he gave her a little spin before pulling her into a hug. "You okay?"

"I'm good." she smiled back. "I didn't know you guys were here."

"Well, we are, and I think there's one more person down stairs you wanna see." he gave her a comical look, Harvest frowned her eyebrows. "Don't worry...I didn't surprise you with a clown again. I learned from my mistake last time."

She quickly changed back into her lounge clothes before heading down stairs again, stopping on the final step. "Tyler!"

"Harvey." he smiled, welcoming her with a tight hug. "Jesus, have you been working out?"

"Sorts." she pulled back, flexing her muscles. "Feel."

He reached forward, feeling the little bumps of muscle she possessed. "Woah...any tips?"

"Don't get a gym guy best friend?" she offered with a little squint.

"Noted." Tyler smiled down at his sister. "Where'd Kinsey and Bode?"

"Upstairs." she nodded, smiling at him again. "I'm really glad you're here. Really."

"Yeah." Tyler held her head. "Me too."

Logan sat at his desk that night, ironing his suit for tomorrow. He didn't realize the back had wrinkles until after his Dads went to sleep, meaning him and Conan Gray were the only people meant for the job. He'd lost count of how many times he'd listened to Movies, enough to mumbled the lyrics without realizing it.

The music went a little quiet when a message came through, setting the iron down and grasping his phone. He stared at a message that lit up his screen, right at 11:56pm.

harvey: enjoy this link. or don't.

He was about to reply with question marks but then a spotify link came through, making him tap on it and welcomed by a playlist. The album cover was of him, one she'd taken without him knowing.

songs for logan by a redhead. (go to sleep)

A grin spread across his lips, unplugging the iron and fishing his earbuds from his jeans that laid on the ground.

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kylie speaks

if you guys want to listen
to the songs for logan by a
redhead playlist, it'll be on
my spotify profile!