Not only have the pair taken to the streets of Los Angeles in tandem, but they even coordinated their outfits, donning a pair of matching tracksuits. The picture of millennial companionship, to be sure. Though the image of their kiss seems to have been taken while magnified by two hundred, it does confirm that the pair are, at the very least, on speaking terms. For those keeping score, one has to wonder if Weeknd’s return to the dating game will bleed into his music.
Perhaps My Dear Melancholy will evolve into its final form: My Beloved Complacency. Only time will tell. In the meantime, peep TMZ’s stargazing flicks here.