Adopted by Fall Out Boy

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I woke up in bed and yawned. I climbed out of his large be and saw that I was still wearing what I wore last night, so I went to my room and went I nto the bathroom, which, like the rest of my room, was bare apart from a shower, a sink and a toilet. I got into the shower and washed my hair and body with body wash until I was sure that I would never smell of that terrible orphanage. I got out and walked to the opposite side of the room with only a towel on where I put on a paramour shirt, ripped black jeans and my new pair of red converse in my closet. I stepped out and walked downstairs where Joe and Andy were deep in conversation. They abruptly stopped when I came in and Andy said "There's, uh, toast by the side. Pete told me you were a vegetarian by the way", he motioned with his thumb to were a pile of toast sat, neatly buttered. I ate and drank my orange juice then had the courage to speak up, "What we you two speaking about?" "Nothing. I mean, you'll find out later" Joe replied.
I shrugged and started to wash my hands.
I was walking upstairs when Pete ran down the stairs, obviously in an excitable mood. He, yet again, grabbed my hand and puled me down the stairs, "Do you wanna decorate you room today?" he said. I nodded and he grabbed his car keys from the side, jumping up and down as he did so.
We arrived at target 20 minutes later and started to wander the isles. We only needed decorations for my room because Patrick was picking up furniture and paint whilst we shopped. We paid for everything and drove home. Home, I like that word, it feels nice, safe.
When we got home, we walked into my room to find Patrick, Brendon Urie, Joe and Andy painting my walls dark grey. I tried not to freak out! Brendon Urie?! Painting the walls?! At this point he turned around and smiled at me. "Hi, I'm Brendon, nice to meet you" he pulled me into a quick hug and then suddenly spun me around in the air "Wow. your not very heavy!" He remarked as he set me back down on my feet. Patrick told him off for 'endangering' me and we all laughed it off.
2 Hours later and my room was complete. we had set up my bed and dresser and put all my posters and decorations out. On my desk, I had all my sketching pencils and colouring pens with my many sketchbooks from the orphanage and some new ones from today. We had strung up fairy lights in each corner of the room, and clipped photos from today onto them. My posters were dotted around the room, my Twenty one Pilots one above my bed, Panic! one next to my dresser, FOB ones on the opposite wall and MCR ones filling up the space in between. The room also had a bookcase which I was yet to fill up with books and, from a distance, the room looked as if it had a yellow and grey theme. Whilst we were doing the setting up, Patrick and Pete had snuck out, and when we were finished, they came back and had bought me the latest iPhone. Now it was plugged into the speaker and was blasting 20 dollar nosebleed at full volume. The room next to mine was also kitted out, with my guitar and Pete's old bass hung In it, with various pedals and amps so that I had my own space to practice like everyone else. I was very grateful.
Just then I heard Pete calling for me I ran downstairs to face some news that would be exciting.