Auld Lang Syne (гет)

Liv might've finally confessed her feelings to Barba. The problem is, she can't remember for sure.
From Ray's prompt: "kitten, Malibu rum, party, voicemail, turtleneck"
Also, I don't care what AO3 says, this is being posted at 9:20pm on December 31st in my timezone, so it counts as one last fic in 2022!