//Motionless in White Imagines//

Snack Stealers//Ryan

'Hey, Jackie?' You ask your bassist as you rummage through the cabinets, looking for your junk food.

'Yeah?'

'Do you know where my snacks went?'

'No.'

'Okay.' You kept looking but found nothing.

You bought some food for yourself at 7/11 when the tour buses stopped to get gas.

You bought them just for yourself, and you didn't intend on sharing them.

And now they were gone!

No one else on the bus knew about them, so you know none of the people in your band took them.

The only person who knew you bought all this stuff was—

RYAN!

He was the only person who knew!

You guys had bought a shit load of snacks and split it 50/50.

That asshole!

Like, motherfucker!

You were gonna beat his ass.
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'She's gonna beat our asses.' Vinny says as he sticks his hand in the bag of Doritos as he and Ryan play GTA San Andreas.

'We'll be fine.' Ryan says back, 'She loves me to much as too beat me.'

'She doesn't love you that much Ryan, no one d- ow!'

'Fuck you, Vinny!'

'You didn't have to hit me! I was joking...for the most part.' Vinny muttered.

The two could hear the tourbus door opening and closing, and shuffling towards the living area.

'What're you guys doing?' Ricky asked as he came in and sat on a bean bag.

'Playing video games and talking about how Y/N's gonna kill Ryan.'

'What'd you do this time Ryan?'

'I took her snacks.'

'How? She doesn't keep anything on this bus, except for the occasional pair of underwear.'

'I took the snac- wait, how do you know she keeps her underwear here, Richard?'

'I find it all around the sleeping area you fucker!'

'Yeah sure, but anyway, I took it off her tourbus.'

'Why?'

'Me and Vinny ran out of snacks, and you can't play video games without snacks.'

'I can see why she's gonna kill you. I'd be so pissed off if you took my junk food.'

'Whatever. Go text your girlfriend or something, stop bothering us.' Vinny says and un pauses the game.

Ricky grumbled something under his breath and went behind the curtain and into the kitchen area.
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'CHRISTOPHER! DEVIN!' You scream as you walk towards the two men.

Both of their heads turned and they stopped talking.

'Yes, dearest?'

'Cut the shit, Devin! Where's Ryan?'

'How am I supposed to know?'

'Chris, dear sweet Chris,' You started. 'Where's my boyfriend?'

'Uh, I think he's on the tourbus.'

'Thank you!' You then turned and walked away.

'That is one scary woman.' Devin whispered.

'Agreed. I hope whatever Ryan did wasn't that bad, because we have a show tonight and we can't perform if Ryan is just a heap of rotting flesh and bone.'

'So...should we help?'

'No.'
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When you finally reached the bus you kicked the door open with your foot.

'Ryan!'

'Oh shit!' Ryan and Vinny scramble to get up and hide the snacks.

'Ryan! You asshole!' You walked into the living area and saw Vinny trying to stuff a bag of gummy worms under the couch.

'Babe, it's not what it looks like!'

'Yeah babe, it's not what it looks like!' Vinny mocks as he gets up and kicks the soda behind a chair.

'Vinny!'

'What? I'm not about to get my ass beat because of your poor decisions!'

'Vinny! Get out!'

'You don't gotta tell me twice! Bye Ryan! I'll make sure they bury your body!' And with that Vinny was gone.

'Ryan...' you trail off.

'Yes, dearest girlfriend that I love very dearly?'

'I'm giving you 5 seconds to run.'

And he ran.

He ran for his life.

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