glitch: mgc + adb AU

ten.

A/N:

Link here for Mike's Headphones.

http://www.inkedmag.com/win-ink-master-monster-headphones/

Chris Nunez Monster Headphones from Ink Master.

Frank Iero as Craig (Mike's BFF) ❤️😍

Picture at the top.

Unedited.

Mike's P.O.V.

"Dude! Wake up!" A familiar voice echoed off the walls of Mike's bedroom in his small house. The voice now traveling throughout Mike's small messy bedroom. Mike still had his Monster headphones in his ears and it was still hooked up to his Ipod; a device he owned for a long time but didn't want to part with. Mike shuffled his body weight on his large bed to the voice and opened his eyes to see who it was.

"Craig?" Mike questioned as he took off his large headphones.

Mike opened an closed his eyes slowly as he tried to wake himself up.

"Dude why are you here?' Mike questioned his best friend and yawned.

"It's Saturday?" Craig questioned the sleepy Mike.

Craig and Mike made plans to go out on Saturday, they barely got to see each other due to work and Craig being in music school. Craig wanted more than anything to be a successful music producer for punk rock music. While Mike had no ambition in life, only to play video games and hack into people's computers, mostly Sophie's. The hacking part Craig didn't know.

"Oh Fuck, I'm sorry man, i totally forgot!" Mike appologized as he got out of bed swiftly.

"I told you last week!" Craig reminded him.

"I know, I know, I've had a crazy week man" Mike said as he grabbed a pair of black jeans from a pile on the floor, then walking to his closet to grab a band shirt.

"So What's Up man?" Craig asked his friend as Mike changed into his outfit. Pulling his black jeans over his boxers.

"Eh you know man, same old." Mike answered his friend.

"Oh, Work still?" Craig asked as Mike sighed in a depressive tone.

Mike turned to his friend as he rubbed the stick deodorant under his armpits. Then rubbing his neck in anxiety he answered his best friend Craig, "Yeah, man, I hate work. All Paul does is order me around, It's the same shit everyday, I want to do something I love with my life, not like, whatever this shit is." Mike answered and sprayed himself lightly with his favorite cologne.

Don't get all emotional on Craig, man. Mike said to himself.

Craig was a very understanding person, he loved his best friend dearly. But he knew Mike had an issue with the law and hacking. This bothered Craig onto no end, he worried constantly about his friend getting in trouble. He knew something happened this time, with it, but he hoped Mike would tell him.

Craig's american accent went thick on next his response to Mike, one being one that Mike would never forget.

"Mike let me give you a bit of advice, since I'm older and wiser than you; about 7 years older than you" Craig started as Mike sat down at his desk chair facing him. Mike nodded telling Craig he was listening.

"If you don't love your job now, it's not meant to be, if you don't love your life right now change it. You work hard for Paul I know you do, but I see you struggling, emotionally, your face and eyes show it, you look tired all the time, I can read people man, and you, well your in bad shape. I love you dude but I don't know how to fix this for you, all i can do is support you, I also know something happened with you and the hacking, if your open with me about it I won't judge dude....I just want you to know I am here for you" Craig said smiled at Mike, whom came over and gave his friend a big hug.

"Thank You so much, your right, I hate my job, my life, everything, it shows...and uhh..something did kind of happen with the hacking thing...but i don't want to talk about that know. I just want to do what we have planned today." Mike said to his friend frankly.

"Gotcha" Craig said and got off the corner of Mike's bed, as they both headed out the door to Mike's house and got into Craig's car to go to the destination. A comic book show. One that they both wanted to go to eagerly. Craig parked the car outside the venue and the both of them made their way inside the building where a huge line of people waited on line to get their tickets scanned. Craig and Mike stood there uncomfortably as a woman with huge breasts dressed as wonder woman cut in line.

One thing about Mike, he was respectful of woman, he didn't think they need to get all dolled up or show off their 'lady parts' to get attention from him.He thought he was old fashioned in that way. Which i prouded himself on. Craig however didn't mind, he loved to look at women, any woman, but he knew it made Mike uncomfortable.

Mike turned away from the woman and started to speak to Craig.

"Did you read Supernova 7 yet?"

"No, I have it, I just finished Spy Fly though" Craig answered.

"Oh I meant to pick that story up, can I borrow it after you?" Mike asked his friend.

A sudden vibration in Mike's pocket interrupted his thoughts of the comic books. He checked it, it was his smartphone. He unlocked it and read the message that came across his electronic screen:

message from unknown number:

Hi, it's Sophie the girl you hacked into. I need to know why you did it. Please tell me Mike.

Mike sighed as he began to type to Sophie. He felt bad about what he did to her, now that he knew how much the both of them had in common, this knowledge after the fact of deleting everything.

message to Sophie:

Look, I am not going to explain myself to you, what will it matter. If you do decide to come to Australia, I will tell you then, but sorry, I will not explain over text.

A vibration buzzed in his hand signaling that he got a response from her.

He added her number, for a reason he didn't know, perhaps so he knew her name, rather than 'unknown number'.

from Sophie:

We ordered the tickets actually and come in about a week, we are staying for 2 weeks. So I guess ell me then.

His eyes kept scanning the message over and over. Did his eyes see what he thought they did?

She's coming next week. She's staying for 2 weeks. Her and that guy.

Shit, fu ck, shit, I'm done for. Mike thought to himself as he made his way up to the ticket scanner. An older man with glasses scanned his ticket but Mike didn't answer him. This showing him that something was bothering his friend.

"What's the matter dude?" Craig asked Mike.

"Dude, I'm fucked, I got something to tell you" Mike answered as they entered the large fandom room, he then took Craig to the side and told him everything.