In honor of Ryan's Birthday (August 20th I believe.) I decided it'd be fun to write this. I actually started writing this for Ryan's birthday last year but never finished it lol.
*I apologize ahead of time if you can't see emoji's on your phone, computer, tablet... etc. Because I did use some emoji's.
Enjoy. :)
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(Bruno's P.O.V.~Afternoon)
I walk out into the living-room. "Hey, man." I say. "Hey." Ryan says back. I walk into the kitchen. Now...what did I come in here for?...Ah, oh well. I walk out of the kitchen and back into my bedroom.
(Ryan's P.O.V.)
Hmm...that was strange. I guess he'll come back out in a second and wish me a Happy Birthday. Bruno walks back out into the living-room. "Ryan." He says. "Yeah?" "Do we have anymore snackpacks?" I sigh. "I don't think so dude." "Well would you mind going to get some?" Is he serious right now? "Why don't you?" "I mean you do most of the shopping around here...so I figured you wouldn't mind." I roll my eyes. "Yeah. Whatever, sure." I say. "Great! and could you get some more chicken tenders? The kind shaped like animals. Ah, you know what? I'll just text you a list." Bruno walks back into his room and closes the door. This midget, afroed, mother fucker! He forgot my birthday! Bruno walks back out of his room once again. "Oh and Ryan?" "Yes?" I say. "Thanks!" He says and runs back into his room. You'd think being friends since high school, he wouldn't forget the day I was born! Geez, I'm nothing but a damn personal assitant to him. I take Bruno's car and drive to the store.
(Bruno's P.O.V.)
(Bruno Texting Ryan):
Bruno: Spagetti O's, dorietoes, the nacho kind and some sex.
Bruno: SHIT! I meant SAlsa! ducking autocorrect.
Bruno: I MEANT FUCKING DAMIT.
Bruno: u better not b driving my car. it still smells like sMoke from the last time you fucked it.
Bruno: DAMIT I MEAN DROVE IT. BUT THAT WAS TOTALLY FUNNY LOL HAHA!
Ryan: Stfu, I got your first 4 texts and please refrain from saying lol.
Bruno: What's stfu you mean?
Ryan: Shut the fuck up, Bruno.
Bruno: fine no need 2 be so man.
Bruno: DAMIT I MEANT MAN
Bruno: *man
Bruno: **mean
Bruno: Hello?
Bruno: Ryan!
Ryan: SHUT THE FUCK UP.
Bruno: Wait...u never told me wat stfu meant
Bruno: ...hellooooooo??????????
I put down my phone. Geez what's got Ryan so bitchy today? I bet it's his man period. Hmmph. Whatever. I wonder what's going on, on IG. I pick up my phone and scroll through instagram. I see Ryan posted a picture. *TheRyanKeomaka: Buying shit for my supposed bestfriend. #birthday #fuckyou #asshole #shaka* Supposed bestfriend? What's that suppose to mean? I stare at the caption. "OH SHIT, I FORGOT RYAN'S BIRTHDAY!" I yell out loud. "FUCK!" Okay Bruno...so you're friend thinks you're a complete asshole..but you can fix this right? I get up and start pacing around the room. What can I do to fix this? ...I GOT IT! I'll throw Ryan a surprise party. Okay so I need people. Who's gonna come to a party at last minute? I pick up my phone and send out a mass text.
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Stoned & Crazy: A Bruno Mars Fan-Fiction.
FanfictionJoin the crazy antics of Bruno Mars and Ryan Keomaka, the dynamic duo as they get stoned, go on crazy adventures and face the unexpected twists and turns of life. Also, expect some appearances from some of your favorite hooligans including, Kameron...
