cry (tanner braungardt)*discontinued*

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We just arrived at the park, and i saw all the big rides from the farthest part of the parking lot. the buses parked in the back of the large parking lot, so there was a pretty long walk. on the bus, tanner and i managed to extange numbers in case we somehow got away from each other in the park.

I stepped off the bus onto the hot asphalt, followed by tanner. the walk to the front of park looked like it could be pretty long.

"well shit, i forgot my sunscreen and my pale skin will no longer be pale." i complain, followed by a chuckle from tanner.

"sucks for you," he responds, "anyway, what ride do you wanna go on first? i was thinking either the joker or the king dacock."

"are you ffucking kidding me? you gay piece of shit," i joke.

"i think you're mistaking me for my brother," he looks down at me, and I realise he's about two inches taller than me. quentin shoots him a smirk, and i whisper "gay."

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we finally got to the security line after five minutes of walking.

"good thing its early, or it would take an hour to get through this line," i say, "but there is a line after this. the ticket people." i glare at a tree like its a camera in the office.

"why do you say it like that?" tanner chuckles.

"well, when i was 8, i went to bowcraft for my birthday, and the guy who collected my ticket ripped it and made my mom buy a new one as if it was my fault." i reply nonchalantly.

"well that was mean." he states. we were finally at the front of the security line, and the lady takes my bag, looks through it, then pats me down. i feel very uncomfortable.

finally her filthy hands are off of me. i look back to see tanner having the same thing done to him, but he was a bit calmer. fucking degenerate.

"off to the ticket line," he sings. he for some reason started skipping, and grabbed my hand. i started skipping too, trying to avoid the warmth going up my arm. "off to the ticket line with my bestiee!" he continues to sing. i know that fucking dumb song from somewhere..

once we got to the ticket line, i started to look for my ticket in my bag. "what the tits where is my ticket?" i mutter, but it seems that tanner heard me as his face turns red holding in a laugh. i slowly look up at him with a death glare, and he immediately stops. "give it." i command, and he reluctantly gives me the missing ticket. i give the man my ticket, hoping nothing goes 'wrong' this time. luckily, im all good. i wait for tanner after i got into the park,and look down main street. its littered with flowers, and it looks beautiful.

"this looks pretty nice. now lets go find a ride." i hear tanner come up behind me.

"alright." i reply. we start walking, and we basically have no idea where we're going. we eventually get to the joker, and it looks hella cool. (dont ask why i used that word)

i run into the short line, considering the park opened not too long ago, and look behind me to see that tanner and i got separated. i usher him to cut the line, which he does. the people behind us groan. "you're the one who cut me." tanner retorts. he turns to me. "lets make sure that doesnt happen again." he grabs my hand. this is gonna be a great day.

A/N- i hope that was long enough! i have no idea where i got the sudden motivation to write this chapter. but congrats on 1 mil tanner! i remember when you just had 40,000 subs. was that a time...