"Yeah I'll be there in a sec just gotta go to the bathroom." I tell my brother Dallon. He came to pick me up to have a brother sister bond.
As I cleaned my hands and turned the facet off I dried then off with a towel and walked out. Bella was in front of me with her phone. She almost trip but she regained balance.
I went down the stairs and felt tired but I also wanted food. So I got my tired ass up the couch and went with Dallon.
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"That's amazing!" I say as I took a sip of my soda.
"I know," he took a bite from his burger. "But do you think you can make it? Like tour with us again?"
I haven't thought of touring with them since I left. I missed it actually, waking up to tragic morning or having fun adventures before the show. The thing I hated the most in tour was the bunk beds. Just a big no no. But yet again having tour with Kenny, Dan, Bren, and my brother is simply fun. But yet again I have a baby on the way.
"I'll see." I smile and he nodded continuing with his food. I took a bite of a fry.
"I still remember the time when we showed you the and Brendon the milk fic." I laugh and he nodded.
"Brendon flipped and then made a video of it. I on the the other hand to wash my ears and brain to forget what had happened.
"Ryan was kneeling in the bathtub." I started and he groaned.
"No no no no!" I laughed as he tried to block out any sound. I acted like an angel and kept eating.
"Wait when did you read it?"
"I found out cause of Pete." I say and he shook his head.
"So you read it on your own will?"
"Pretty much."
"Gross."
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Dallon Weekes Is My Brother//Pt.1//
FanfictionTraveling with Panic is fun. But what's more is the things we do for fun. We're crazy like that but that's who we are. A lot of people may not know me cause the band do their best to keep me away from the drama life and all that.
