Patrick
I make my way over to Brendon, standing there right beside the table. I wait for him to notice my presence, hopefully he does. He looks up at me with chocolate eyes, glimmering from the lights that entered through the large windows "Don't just stand there, sit down!" Brendon invites, patting the seat beside him. I take a seat, placing my bag on the table since I bring my own food. I'm not really fond of canteen stuff. It's okay but it's just not my thing.
"So uh... You're Brendon Urie? The chosen one that The Mighty Trohman speaks of?" I joke, causing him to let out a chuckle. "You best know it, kid. What's your name?" He asks, munching on a slice of pizza. "Patrick Stump, like... Not the tree stump." I snort, knowing how many people noticed that as the first thing they hear from my name. Well, probably not Joe— he probably didn't even care. "That's dope! So... You new here?"
I shrug in response
"Alright. Not much of a chatty guy huh? That's cool." Brendon looks down at my bag, "Are you gonna eat something or what? Time doesn't wait for anyone." He says, wondering why I was still holding on to the sliding piece of the zipper on my bag. "O-Oh, yeah. Sorry, I guess I'm not that good at multitasking." I utter awkwardly, pulling out a sandwich from my bag. I purchased it from a store before I came here, thinking that I might need it at some point. Now might be a good time.
"Hey, Patrick? How'd you come to meet Joe?" Brendon asks, sipping on a can of Sprite. "We're roommates." I reply shortly, taking a bite out of my grilled cheese sandwich right after and munching on it. "That's good. Just don't say any bullshit about dogs in front of him, he'll murder you with a chopstick." I nearly spat out my sandwich at the chopstick part.
I quickly swallow the contents in my mouth and burst out in laughter.
"I would never, I love dogs!" I exclaimed after I calmed down, "Well that's good to hear! Anyway, my roommate is some kid named Ryan who's always on his laptop. I don't know what he does, but then there's this one time he wore glasses and I thought it was kinda cute? But since the laptop reflected off his glasses, he was just watching SpongeBob. What a dork, am I right?" Brendon snorted with laughter. I noticed that his face was a little uncomfortable talking about it, but also pretty happy.
"Sure you are, Brendon." I looked at him with a 'you must be kidding me' face.
"You guys talking shit about other people without me? That's not legal." Joe butts in with a pink sprinkled donut in his right hand. What a Simpson way to come in.
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That One // Peterick AU
Fanfiction"That one." "But Pete-" "I said that one." In which Pete Wentz is a rich kid at school who gets what he wants, when he wants it, and how he wants things to be. While Patrick Stump is just an average scholar kid with good grades and horrible eyesigh...
