(Let's just pretend that MUNA opened for Taylor Swift at some of the LA shows)
(Abby's point of view)
It was officially time to commence operation The Eras Tour.
I was losing my shit.
So here was our plan: we were going to LA night 2, so the day before our show we would spend half the day driving to the hotel, then explore the area, maybe drive by the stadium, and do what we could to get ready. The next day, concert day, we would try to have a leisurely morning, but after lunch it was GO TIME. We would get ready and go to the stadium, where security would escort us and other celebrities to the VIP tent, right before the doors were opened. The following day we had to be out of our hotel by twelve, so, again, it was crunch time. We'd pack and hit the road as soon as possible.
I know it sounds specific and rigid, but both me and Julien needed some sort of guide in what could be a stressful time.
One of the first things we had to do was drop off Dorothea at Phoebe's place.
"I don't want to say goodbye." I said in the car, Dorothea in my lap as Julien drove.
"I know," Julien said.
Dorothea whimpered and I pulled her to my chest with a groan. "She doesn't want to go! The stadium should allow dogs."
"She'll have lots of fun at Uncle Phoebe and cousin Maxine's house." Julien assured me, causing me to burst out laughing.
When we got to Phoebe's place Dorothea immediately greeted Maxine. They were easily my favorite dogs in the world. While they freaked out, the humans talked.
"We brought her bed," I said, and Julien lifted her arm to see the dog bed in her hand. "So she would feel more comfortable."
"You do realize that she'll probably just make it into the bed with me and Maxine, right?" Phoebe asked.
"She's overprotective." Julien said with a smile and nod.
"I'm a mother! Of course I'm going to worry about my daughter!" I exclaimed.
They laughed, then we said goodbye to our beloved, beautiful, precious little girl. I hugged her as tight as you can safely hug a dog. Julien kissed her head a few times, and told her to be good, and to have fun with Uncle Phoebe. Phoebe was ecstatic with her new name.
"Have fun, you crazy kids!!" She told us when we stepped out the door.
"We will." Julien smiled, and hugged Phoebe.
I hugged Phoebe after her, then we were ready to go. I glanced behind Phoebe at the dogs. "If Dorothea-"
"Bitch, I'm a mother! NO DRAMA!" Phoebe yelled. She slammed the door shut before we could react.
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"Okay," I said about two hours into the drive. We had just hit traffic. "I have the perfect thing for us to do!"
Julien looked at me, eyebrows raised. I pulled out my phone and opened google. When I found the page I turned the phone around to show her.
"Chants and rituals?" She asked.
"Yes! It's one of the most exciting parts!"
I remembered my camera situated in my corner of the dashboard. I was going to make an Eras Tour vlog for my YouTube channel. I had never posted something like a vlog before. It was strictly song covers, but I was excited to share my experience with my fans.
"You're okay with being on camera, right?" I asked Julien.
"Yeah," Julien nodded. "It's fine."
"Okay," I smirked. "I don't want to ruin your whole mysterious, almost nonexistent social media presence."
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FanfictionJulien Baker and Abigail Brooks have been a happy couple for years now. They bought an apartment together, and adopted their dog, Dorothea (named after the Taylor Swift song, of course). They're that couple that the media obsesses over, given that J...