EMO BAND TEXTS 1 - EMO QUARTET AU

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FRIDAY
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May 31st 2019
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8:52 PM
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Fronk joined the chat

Fronk: HEY GUYS

Litboi joined the chat

(Y/N) joined the chat

Plexiglass joined the chat

Litboi: tf do you want

Fronk: rUdE

Fronk: anyways JAMIA IS HAVING A PARTY TONIGHT WHO'S GOING

Litboi: OH A PARTY COUNT ME THE FUCK IN

Peter Gay joined the chat

Peter Gay: HELL YEAH IM GOING

Peter Gay: AND PATRICK IM DRAGGING YOUR CUTE ASS WITH ME

Bleepo joined the chat

Bleepo: IM GOING BECAUSE YEAH

Bleepo left the chat

Patrick tree joined the chat

Patrick tree: Pete no

Petere Gay: Pete yes

Litboi: gay

Plexiglass: that's me

Peter Gay: anyways you're coming with me to the party Trick whether you like it or not

Patrick tree: ugh fine

Peter Gay: YAY

Peter Gay left the chat

Patrick tree left the chat

(Y/N): I guess I'll go

Moikey joined the chat

Moikey: damn and I wanted to go

Plexiglass: OOF

Plexiglass: also count me out the last thing I need is seeing Frank drunk and hitting on random girls

Fronk: well

Moikey: my branding

Moikey: also I better not see your rat face at the party

(Y/N): the feeling is mutual

Plexiglass: that's not the only feeling that's mutual

(Y/N) left the chat

Plexiglass left the chat

Moikey: w h a t

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(Y/N)'S POV

When Alex drove up to the house, I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach.

Something was definitely gonna go wrong at this party.

Alex looked over at me worriedly as I got ready to open the door. "Hey, are you sure you wanna go? Mikey's gonna be there you know."
I nodded, "I'll be fine. He'll probably be drunkedly hitting on some other girl anyways."

"Okay then. Watch yourself," Alex chuckled. I gave her a thumbs up and opened the car door. I stepped out, feeling the cool evening breeze brush against my skin. I shivered, not because I was cold, but because I was scared of what could happen tonight.

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MEANWHILE
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PETE
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Patrick and I pulled up in front of the house in my car. I literally had to steal 'Trick's fedora to get him into my car. I honestly don't understand why he didn't want to go to this party with me.

It's not like we're gonna end up fucking in a closet.

I parked the car and looked over at Patrick.

He was white as a sheet.

I laughed nervously, "Hey, you okay 'Trick?"

"Next time, I'm driving," he said, slowly taking off his seatbelt. I jumped out of the car and opened the passenger seat door before he could. He chuckled.

"Thanks Pete."

I grinned, "No problem, Patty."

He laughed, "'Patty'?"

I felt my face heat up.
I speedwalked over to the front door of the house, leaving Patrick behind.
I knocked on the front door. It was promptly opened by an already drunk Brendon.
"Hey man!" he exclaimed, clapping me on the back.

His breath stank of booze.

"Come on in!" He led me into the house. "Where's Patrick?"

"Oh, he's outside." I answered, walking into the house. I observed the scenery.

The entire place smelled like beer, vodka, and weed.

A lot of weed.

Alex and Frank were talking. Well, it kind of looked like Frank was flirting with Alex and she was amused, but still.

Halsey and (Y/N) were hanging out on their phones, leaning against a random wall in another corner.

Mikey and Gerard were doing the same as Halsey and (Y/N) in an opposite corner.

Filling the rest of the space were people I never cared to learn the names of.

Except Joe.

Joe was there, hanging with Andy and a bunch of other people.

Probably high, who knows.

"Hey," I felt a hand on my right shoulder as I jumped at the sudden touch. I quickly craned my neck to the left to see it was only Patrick.

"Oh, hey," I muttered, looking back in front of me.

Tonight's gonna be interesting.