Defenders Of Destiny Female Preferences.

You Hang Out Together.

This is the first time you ever hang out together without the group.

F/C meaning favorite color

Y/NN meaning your nickname

Joelee.

The first time you and Joelee officially hung out was just at the mall. But today you were heading to a Panic! At The Disco concert....alone.

Well technically Caitlyn and Kai were going but you had seats closer to the stage.

" Y/N! Hurry up! We're going to be late!" Joelee yelled from downstairs as you slipped on a pair of black skinny jeans.

" Coming!" You yell back grabbing a your F/C wallet and your phone. You trotted down the stairs to where Joelee was waiting.

" Took you long enough." Joelee teased. You rolled you eyes while slipping on your boots that had F/C laces.

" Sorry, had to save a few cats first." You reply sarcastically. You stand up again laughing.

Joelee laughed and rolled her eyes before grabbing her keys.

" Well cats are important. But now you owe me a drink." Joelee teased with a smile.

" I can do that." You agree as the two of you head outside.

" Good... Don't tell Helen." Joelee said which made you laugh again.

" If you don't throw up in my car then I won't." You say.

" Deal." Joelee climbs into your car and you do the same.

" Did you get backstage passes?" You ask as you drive towards the concert hall.

" No. Then this would turn into a Brendon Urie fanfiction." Joelee said.

" What?" You look at her for a moment.

" What?" Joelee blinked slowly.

" Maybe I should have assassinated you when I had the chance, Joe...." You say.

" Yeah I'm probably a serial killer if we're honest." Joelee shrugs which made you frown.

" You don't know if you're a serial killer?" You ask.

" Uuuuh. No. I'm just that good." Joelee nods which makes you laugh.

" Why are you like this?" You grin at her.

" Honestly? I have no idea." Joelee says before unbuckling her seatbelt as you park.

" Let's get completely drunk and accidentally have sex with Brendon Urie." Joelee gets out of your F/C car.

" Sounds like a plan to me!" You cheer which makes you both laugh.

Caitlyn.

Conner was known for breaking a inmate out of the cell block, so he provided you with the codes in exchange for your silence.

So you let Caitlyn out and the two of you set off to the snack shop.

" So, why is it called a snack shop if you don't have to pay for the snacks?" Caitlyn questioned as she plopped into the couch with a granola bar.

" I do not know." You reply. You sit next to her watching as she ate her granola bar in large bites.

" Okay then. Where's your snack, Y/NN? Look at you, you're wasting away!" You look down at your figure before looking back at Caitlyn.

" I assure you, I am not wasting away. I ate my meals for the day." You say which makes her roll her eyes.

" We need to work on your sense of humor, Y/NN." Caitlyn stands up and goes to search through the candy bar drawer.