Bad Teacher.... (Brendon Urie/Josh Dun)

11. Bros before hoes!

Is this wrong? Because it feels right ...
We drank the next round and got ready for some .. play? I guess ... I threw a few red cups what I found in the cupboard across the white kitchenfloor and started to pick them up while Brendon shouted.
-Aaand action. -he stumbled in and steadied himself by the kitchen island, he was staring at me.
-Well, well... Miss Dovsky. Nice party you threw for us! Nice.... -I glanced back at him and realized he's staring straight at my ass. -

-Well... thank you Mr.Urie... You surprised me, I guessed everyone left already.
-Just call me Brendon, it's more personal. We'll spend a lot of time together in the future!
-Okay.... Brendon.... I can't wait until we start working on the play! Romeo and Juliet was my favourite play in highschool, I had a hot teacher.. in some ways you reminds me of him..
-Really?! Do I look like a teacher?
-Not really. .. should I call you a taxi or something?
-Thanks, but I rather stay a little longer and get to know you. You haven't told me a lot about yourself... -he came closer with unsure steps. I sat on the countertop and opened a bottle of beer .-
-Maybe because there's nothing interesting to tell about me.
-Let's play a game!
-This sounds bad! Is this the part when you murder me and hide my body in the bathtub?
-Why in the bathtub? - he showed a puzzled face - Whatever... No. I meant truth or dare.
-Why not? I mean I know a lot of reasons why not, but we only have one life, live it on the fullest! But we should sit down in the garden, I need a cigarette. You want some beer?
-Sure! -we went out, beers in hand and sat down on the porch. The night had fell on the world, I didn't notice how dark it was from inside. He held his lighter towards me.

Then he lights his own.