braiden: "h-hi braiden," you said shyly, walking up to him. you had gotten vip tickets for the resolution tour for your birthday, and were very excited, because before you exit had been your favorite band for years.
"hi...i'm sorry, i don't know your name," he said with a laugh.
"(y/n)," you replied.
"beautiful name," braiden said. "hello, (y/n). nice to meet you."
"yeah, you too," you said, breathing a sigh of relief. "could i get a picture?"
"sure!" he replied, as you pulled your phone out of your pocket. "did you enjoy vip?"
"yes," you replied, trying to contain most of your excitement, in fear of doing something embarrassing. "it was really good. you guys have been my favorite band for two years."
"two years? wow," he replied, as you posed with him for a picture. "glad you could make it tonight."
"me too," you said. "um, i made you something," you said, pulling a bracelet off of your wrist and giving it to him.
"wow, this is so cool, thank you so much!" he said, giving you a hug, making your stomach erupt with butterflies. "hey, want to see something cool?"
"sure!"
"okay, can i see your phone?"
"yeah," you said, handing it over. he pulled up your notes and typed in a number, before going to your calculator.
"okay, give me a number."
"three."
"another?"
"seven." he continued to ask you for numbers, multiplying them together, and then asked you when to stop. "okay, stop."
"alright," he said. "see this number? pretty big, right?"
"yeah."
"does it look anything like this number?" he asked, pulling up the one from your notes.
"that's the same number!" you exclaimed. "braiden, that was amazing!"
"thank you," he replied, giving you your phone back. "and there's one more thing about that number..."
"what?"
"it's my phone number. call me sometime?"
you were stunned and delighted at the same time. "yes, absolutely."
"cool. i'll see you around, (y/n)."
riley: you stood next to the merch table, waiting to get your action item t-shirt from the resolution tour.
"come on," you said, trying to shove through girls next to you. "what is so good about this particular spot?"
looking up, you saw that one of the band members from a previous set was standing right next to the action item merch table. rolling your eyes, you shoved through girls, trying to get your t-shirt.
"excuse me, sorry. excuse me, excuse me," you said, pushing and shoving through the crowd.
"hey, watch it! you have to wait your turn to meet riley just like the rest of us," said a girl behind you.
"i don't want to meet riley. i want my action item t-shirt," you growled back.
"ouch, i'll pretend that didn't hurt." spinning around, you saw the lead singer from before you exit standing behind you.
"and you must be riley."
"that i am. you are?"
"(y/n)," you replied. "and trying to get to the merch table, so if you'll excuse me..."
