Nineteen.

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Luna's POV

We were leaving now, after spending the night. We were getting breakfast from the hotel. We were leaving soon after anyway. We were half way through breakfast when I get a pain in my stomach, making me loose my appitite. I tell Gerard that I was finished and he let me throw the remaining contents into the bin.

Soon after, Lindsey and Gerard finished so we decided to check out and leave, Gerard pays for the room and then we leave. We get into the car that Gerard had driven here in and we proceeded to drive home.

We got home and just chilled, "Gerard, are you going to talk to Frank?" I ask. He hesitantly looks at me, "Ill try, but theres no guarantee that it'll work”

“Gerard Way, Friendship Destroya” I Dramatically shout. “We go on tour in like a week, with Blink-182, are you going with us so we can get a bunk for you?” Gerard questions, I blink (182 times) and nod my head violently, where breaking my neck is an option.
“Wherever Blink goes, I go, its a simple way of life Gerard” I joke. “Very funny, not very Punk Rock” Gerard chuckles.

Timeskip a Week to the Tour venue

“Go annoy other people Luna” Frank laughs, as I keep making him scribble over his paper while making him say random words and write them down instead of the ones he wants to write.

“Go explore or some shit” He adds, and I nod and look for Gerard to ask him. “Geeeeeeee” I groan, making him turn around. “Frank said I should go explore, can I do that?” I ask, and he slowly and hesitantly nods.

“Dont go far, I don't want a crew member shouting in my face because you kicked an amp off the stage” Gerard yells after me and I shout an Okay. I look around the Dressing Room doors to see whose actually on the tour.

And Gerard wasn't telling a lie when he said Blink were going on this tour. “Shit I left my guitars at the house” I mutter, because when I'm taken on tour I normally bring one of my guitars to occupy myself. “Frank still owes me a favour because when I gave him Lottie for a show” I whisper to myself.

I get to what looks like the last dressing room door and decide to walk back and maybe check the stage out. Lindsey wasn't on this tour so I was going to be bored out of my mind.

I was walking past Blinks door when it slams open, almost on que as I was walking past it, so I kept my head down and continued to walk.

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