Omegle //ryden

ryro's p.o.v.

So Spencer let's dip into his back story:

At age about 6 Ryan had first met Spencer James Smith. They were in the same kindergarten class and had even been put at the same table. After that they'd remain friends all through out their grade school days.

It all worked out so simply. They'd hang out every Thursday night when their mothers would gossip about the neighbors over some coffee. Playing video games and fighting with their plastic action figures. Sure real fights erupted, but that didn't ruin their bond.

Eventually they found their passion of music and started a band in high school. They met a few people and came up with a name: Panic! At The Disco. The band consisted of Jon Walker on the bass, Spencer Smith on drums, and Ryan Ross on vocals and guitar. This lasted for a long time gaining popularity among the school quickly and even giving them a few gigs.

There was one issue though they were missing something that no one could put a finger on it. So for the time being the band was taking a break to 'write music'.

Let's get back to the present:

Ryan could feel his phone buzzing non-stop in his pocket and he couldn't ignore it. So he excused himself reluctantly and started speeding walking to his car as he answered his phone.

"What the fuck is going on? I told you to not bother me for the next couple hours. What possibly could be this urgent that you're making my phone go off so much?" He was beyond frustrated. Spence wasn't usually this much of a dick if he was warned prior hand Ry wasn't in the mood.

Then he heard a choked sob on the other end and his heart sank in his gut and he could feel it began to churn.

"Spencer Smith what the fuck is going on?" He began to panic he was sure some force was pining him against the wall and taking his breath. Spencer never called crying unless something was seriously wrong.

A few deep breaths and Spencer began to talk. "I need you to come to my house. Just when you get there..
.get in my car...I'm in there right now. I'll explain." He hung up the phone and Ryan's vision blurred. He grabbed onto something and closed his eyes.

He didn't understand what was going on, but if Spence was the bent out of shape it was clearly devastating and Ryan did not want to go. He'd rather be clueless.