After I get ready, I realize that I don't have any Panic! T-shirts. I shrug it off and get my shoes on. Once I am done with everything, I sit down on my bed and get on Pinterest. I sit on my phone for about five minutes, when I hear a light knock on the door.
"Who is it?" I raise my voice as I ask the person behind the door.
"It's Brendon!" He yells back.
I grab my large suitcase and race over to the door. I grab the knob and slowly turn it, because of the large suitcase in my other hand.
I finally open the door and see Brendon there.
"I'll grab your bag." He tells me as I pull it farther away from him.
"Nah, it's ok. I am perfectly capable of carrying my own bag."
"Fine." He says as he rolls his eyes in a playful manner.
"Race to the car?" I tell him with question in my voice.
"Duh!" He yells as he starts to run to his car.
I grip my suitcase and sprint down the stairs. I can hear my suitcase thumping against the stairs loudly as I run.
I glance over my shoulder to see him a few feet behind me. He tries to make me trip by grabbing my case. I just pick it up and swing it at him while I am running. I end up beating him to the tour bus.
After a minute, he finally catches up to me and looks out of breath. I just laugh and he looks at me like I'm an alien.
"How..." he somehow gets out while he is panting.
"I have my ways." I tell him confidently.
We get in the tour bus and he tell me before we leave,
"We have to pick up the rest of the band on the way. "
"Okay. Fine with me." I answer with a smile.
Yay... another magical time skip!... brought to you by Dallon Weekes.
We stop and pick up the rest of the band. I end up wandering around to the actual tour bus part of the tour bus.
(Frens I don't actually know what a tour bus looks like... so I'm creating my own version.)
I see four sets of bunk beds. I get excited because I love bunk beds. I search around the room for the best top bunk.
It needs to be close to the bathroom, close to the kitchen, and it needs to have a outlet next to it. I would also like it to be by a window.
I search around for a second and see one that has all four of those things. I do a mental happy dance and I run back to the front of the bus. U finally get there and make it very clear that I claimed that bunk bed,
"Guys, I call dibs on the second top bunk!"
After I tell everyone, I run back to the back of the bus to the kitchen.
I grab food and my charger. I sprint back to my bunk. I eat my food and listen to music on my phone.
This is going to be amazing.
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Can You Sing? (Brendon Urie x Reader)
Fanfiction"Can you sing?" "Asks the person who has a four octave vocal range." I say sarcastically. "I bet you have a beautiful singing voice." Btw Sarah doesn't exist in this story. I have no hate against her, but it's for the plot.
