You and Pete come home drunk from a party, and you plop onto the bed.
"Pete..." you moan quietly.
"Yeah?" Pete replies.
"Say to me the three words I wanna hear," you suggest.
"Ok..." Pete said, preparing himself. "You want pizza?"
"Fuck yeah."
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Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines
FanfictionThe first one, I can't say the only anymore, Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines! This book follows imagines with both Pete Wentz and Patrick Stump... but they're not together... it's you and either Pete or Patrick... ya weirdos. Requested welcome...
