Ryden Hell: The Sequel

vii

"You had to find somewhere on the opposite side of the airport from where I was, didn't you," Brendon says, sitting down across from Ryan, faux anger in his voice.

"Well hello to you too," Ryan responds, looking up from his phone for the first time in half an hour. "Not exactly how I'd greet someone after not seeing them in a while, but you do you, I guess."

"Yeah, well, fuck off. I just had to walk across this huge airport for your needy ass."

"Its not that big."

"Okay, one, that's what she said." Ryan rolls his eyes, taking a sip of his coffee. "Two, all that walking is a lot for someone as unfit as me. I don't think you realize that I literally never move."

Ryan stifles a laugh, trying not to choke on his coffee. "That's a fucking mood."

This time its Brendon rolling his eyes. "What are you drinking," he asks, trying to avoid the argument of whether or not the phrase "big mood" should die in the flamming pits of hell.

Ryan pauses for a second. "I'm gonna be completely honest, I have no idea. I just said a bunch of random shit that sounded fancy and hoped for it to exist."

"It literally says it right on the side of the cup, dumb ass."

"Okay, well, I can't read. You're so damn inconsiderate."

Brendon rolls his eyes again, taking the cup from Ryan.  "What the fuck, Ryan?" He asks, confused. "Quad grande, iced, half caff, restretto, sugar free, cinnamon, dolce soy skinny latte... That is extra as fuck."

"Its also good as fuck."

"Jesus, how much did this cost?"

"Don't know, wasn't listening. Handed them my debit card and just desperately hoped it wasn't declined."

"The fuck does restretto even mean?"

"Its Italian for short or somewhat restrained."

"And since when do you know Italian?"

"Since college decided that everyone needs to be bilingual."

"Fair enough, I suppose."

"So like, should we go to your car, or..? " he asks awkwardly, dragging out the 'or'

"No, I was thinking we'd sleep in the airport."

"Oh, yeah, that's a perfect idea. I don't know why I didn't think of that."

"You're a moron, Ryan Ross."

"I know you are but what am I."

"Actually twelve," Brendon laughs.

"That is incredibly rude."

With that, the boys left, and it was almost as if nothing had happened between them just two years prior.

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@ school
Can we get another random snow day
I really don't feel like living today

So I found the charger for my old phone and it miraculously fits this one
It charges it incredibly slow tho and its highkey annoying
Like I plugged it in last night and it was at 40%, I woke up this morning at its at 72%

So I fucking lost my glasses
School should be fun today
I love not being able to read
But like I don't understand where the fuck I could've lost them
I had them when I left school yesterday
I had them when I got in my house yesterday
And now they're gone
W h a t  t h e  f u c k
I swear there's some random ass ghost in my house just trying to fuck with me cause this is not the first time its happened