❝ i met you, i loved you, i left you in cape town. ❞
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"𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐌, you meet four guys in a cable car. from there a journey begins as they tour the city of cape town with yo...
Soundtrack Main Track: Story Of My Life by One Direction
Supplementary Tracks: • Stressed Out by twentyonepilots • Camisado by Panic! At The Disco
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~Saturday, 25 days until the guys leave~
"Where's Jon and Spencer?" (Y/B/F) cocked her head in confusion as only one half of Panic! climbed into the car.
"Jon's still recovering from yesterday's sea sickness, so Spence is taking one for the team and is on nurse duty. Hi, (Y/N)," Ryan spoke, leaning forward in his seat to smile at you.
You scrunched up your nose in an affectionate greeting at the guitarist and smiled at Brendon.
"We ready to go?" you checked, glancing between the two guys.
"All set," Brendon replied, "Remind me where we're going again?"
"The District Six museum, because today is Human Rights Day in South Africa," Ryan interjected, mild annoyance in his tone and in his expression, "Don't you listen?"
"Oh, I'm sorry I don't memorise every single word (Y/N) has ever said to me," the singer snapped back with a sassy shake of his head before looking Ryan up and down, "Unlike some people."
Ryan felt his cheeks heating up and he became flustered as he tried to counter Brendon's attack.
"I don't do that..." he scoffed defensively, trying his upmost to sound convincing despite the slight tremor in his voice. You had been amusedly watching the entire exchange, and when Ryan felt your gaze on him, he turned to you with panicked eyes. "I swear I don't do that," he insisted.
With only a giggle as a response, you turned back around to face the road and started the car's engine, opting not to say anything more on the subject so as not to embarrass poor Ryan any further.
The soft thud and hushed yet angry 'ow' that emanated from the backseat a few seconds later told you that the guitarist's hand had most likely come into harsh contact with his friend's chest, and you and (Y/B/F) shared an entertained look as you tried to supress your laughter.
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"Woah," Brendon gaped at the massive architectural landscape you were passing before turning to look at you and (Y/B/F), jutting a thumb out at the building, "Is that city hall?"
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"It is," (Y/B/F) confirmed.
"It's beautiful," Ryan added, leaning over to Brendon's side to get a better view.
