There's a chorus of cheers as Larry kicks the ball to me, and I make the winning shot in FIFA, the crowd that had started to gather around us roars.
Larry turns to me and we high five, like idiots, and I see that same big goofy grin on his face.
"What a game mate, what a game. You any good at football in real life?" I ask him, looking around the crowd of girls for Abby.
"Nah, not really man," Larry replies with a yawn, tossing his controller to someone else.
I see Bondy walking over, a cigarette lip between his lips, and he claps his hands together.
"Sluts and douchebags," he starts off, getting a chorus of laughs from the crowd
"We are now starting the jam, and first up, is Abby Sage, on the guitar. Thank you" he says, motioning towards the kitchen, and we all get up and follow him.
In the kitchen, Abby is propped up on a stool next to the oven, guitar at the ready. She gives Bondy a slight nod, and then begins to sing
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FanfictionCatfish and the Bottlmen AU Note: there is drug use, drinking, sexual scenes, mild depictions of violence, and swearing "Are you sure this is safe?" I ask, hands gripping the cold ladder, continuing to climb. "Safe, yes. Legal, no" Abby says with a...
