OC // TX2 STORY?

Chapter 1: Instagram Story

Hayden glanced at the time. 3:30AM, it read.
"Damn, i should REALLY get to sleep..but Tiktok though.." I crinkled my nose, thinking about how I repost almost everything even slightly relatable. "Ah fuck it, 30 more minutes isn't that bad.."
As I was doom scrolling on my phone, I heard a very loud giggle from my roommate, Ellis' room. I went to check on them to see what the hell was going on.

As I entered Ellis's room, they were on their bed, just rolling around, kicking their feet.
"Ellis, why the fuck are you awake at almost 4AM?" I groaned in an annoyed tone.
"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!" Ellis exclaimed, as they started unlocking their phone.
"I am a wise old man, i understand things even your mother doesn't" I stated in a fake raspy voice.
"Are you sure?"
"One dares to question my wisdom..one must be a little poorly educated"
Ellis snickered.

"LOOK AT THIS SHIT THOUGH!!"
They shoved an opened Instagram story infront of my face.
It was our all time favorite band, TX2, announcing tour locations.
Ellis pointed at one specific location.
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT."
I was baffled, the location was about 20 miles from our hometown.
"EXACTLY!! Oh also, i got us tickets."
(Shoutout to the best roommate-bestfriend here, everyone.)
"How must i repay you my dude.."
"Hmmm..." Ellis tilted their head and thought about it for a while.
"How about McDonald's?" They suggested.
"Like right now or.."
"HELL YEAH"

I left Ellis' room to go get dressed, because no way in hell am I pulling up to McDonald's in my Bluey-print PJs.
As I was digging through my closet, I remembered I had my "Ghost of LA" t-shirt. "Okay, TX-friday night it is"
I also put on my usual cargos, shout out to that one thrift store.

"WAIT WHO'S DRIVING THOUGH"
Ellis shouted from their room.
"By that you mean, "Who is the passanger princess of the night", right?"
"EXACTLY"
"I mean this meal is gonna be on me, so I might aswell drive too, since I'm the only one with a lisence" I decided.
"Are you done with the dressing up yet" Ellis impatiently groaned from their room.
"Yeah, you?"
"Yepp"
I picked up my car keys from the counter and shoved them into my pocket.

We walked out of the door, through the parking lot and to our car.
"Our car would be so much sluttier if it was bright pink, not gonna lie" Ellis stated as I was starting the car.
"Go work a proper job and maybe you'll get enough money for a pink Porsche"
"I, personally, do not fuck with Porsches, good sir Hayden, you should be aware of that"
The drive to McDonald's continiued in silence.

As we were walking through the McDonald's parking lot, Ellis proceeded to yell "THIS IS A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT, IM GONNA SUCK ALL YOUR OLD MAN DICKS!!"
"Quite kinky, no?"
"I disagree"

We went into McDonald's and got our usuals. (Ellis said I was submissive just because I payed for their meal, what the actual fuck.)

We were walking back to the car, when Ellis suddenly tried to trip me, which failed miserably. "That was depressingly non-professional, dude" I informed them.

hope this chapter didn’t give anyone a headache.
i'd appreciate feedback if anyone has any negative//positive opinions on this.

friendly reminder, this is my first fic ever and if it goes to shit I AM SO SORRY.