The end of the year also brings with it the end of our first ever Bethyl Holidays Fest. We want to thank everyone for their participation and for creating so much new Bethyl content for us all to enjoy.
Who needs party poppers when you can ring in the New Year with a bottle of champagne, crippling anxiety, and the urgent need to confess possibly unrequited feelings before they drive you up the fucking wall?
for the UBFL holiday event: new year’s eve: ‘champagne’ + ‘midnight kiss’ + ‘resolutions’
It’s New Year’s Eve and everyone is in attendance for the Greene’s annual party. But all Beth can think about is how she’s always wanted to share a midnight kiss with someone.
And how, this year, she’d really like that someone to be Daryl Dixon.