You and Brendon wake up in the middle of the night.
"Damn, we had a 14 hour nap. People must think we're dead, or something." Brendon laughed. You smile completely blocking 'that night' out of your head. Neither of you could go back to sleep. You both got out of bed and walked to your closets.
"Brendon where are we going?" You ask as you open the door. Brendon looks at his phone.
"Just wear the stuff in the bag on the seat." Brendon says as he turns around and walked inside the closet. You raise your eyebrows, shake your head and walk inside. In the bag was red knee boots, gold shorts and a black net crop top.
Oh boy. What is he up to now.
You smile and put everything on. You walk out and see Brendon sitting in a gold blazer, black leather pants, a black shirt and his chucks. He stands up and smiles.
"Well, I see I made a good decision." He takes your hand and you run out the door, making sure to lock it before you drive over to Spencer's.
"I thought Spencer left the band." You ask.
"Yeah, but he's still a friend of mine." Brendon looks down.
"Sooo drinks? Party? What's happening?" You smile.
"Huge party. Not too much drinking but I mean it's us." Brendon laughs.
You both walk in to the house.
'Champagne, Cocaine, Gasoline and most things in between!'
Brendon and you run and start to dance.
"Video?" Brendon asks.
"With a twist." You smile.
