Thomas and open (Multiples Okay)
Thomas had experienced a rather difficult few weeks. But now, with Lydia home and by all indications doing a great deal better, he was glad to get out of the house. Or get pushed out of the house. He knew that Lydia would be okay, but of course he couldn't stop worrying about her as he wandered around the crowded festival. As corny as it sounded, worrying about someone was part of love, and he wasn't going to stop doing it any time soon.
Getting himself a taco from the taco truck, he made his way to the hillside and sat in the grass where he could listen to the music and see a bit of the art at the same time. He wasn't much of an artist, but it was nice just to be here, surrounded by all the talent that Madison Valley seemed to have plenty of.