V - I got us tickets for the sold out festival if you're interested, but I have friends going that we'll to run into.
M - Yes, yes, yes. I'm dancing like a crazy person right now.
V - You'll have to show me that one day.
M - No one needs to see this.
V - Four days of music with a strange stranger might get old fast (for you, not me).
M - Why not for you?
V - Giving you an out if you need. You don't have to stay with me the whole time.
M - Trying to get rid of me already? Just say you need space. I'll be okay.
V - Not saying that. I don't want you to feel obligated.
M - Thanks for your permission, daddy. I'll stick with you, anyway. Though, please know the same is true for you.
V - I've created a monster.
M - Soon you'll realize I've been this way all along.
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Vox: A FanFic/X-Reader
FanfictionOut of respect to the anonymous masked band that inspired this endeavor, no names or pseudonyms are used. If you find yourself here, you'll probably understand. If not, feel free to ask---or just enjoy. Let me know if you think I should continue...
