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trigger warning // mentions of substance abuse
I threatened Mai with a 620 day hiatus. She didn't care.
So let's just time skip 651 days.
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friday
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nov 28th, 2025
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5:00 PM / 17:00
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lindsey + (Y/N)
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Lindsey: (Y/N) I really need to tell you something
(Y/N): can it wait? I'm literally right about to walk on stage
Lindsey: hhh one or two hours
(Y/N): one and a half
(Y/N): actually wait
(Y/N): I'll just text you cause I have a meet n greet right after
Lindsey: alright, have a good show
(Y/N): thanks
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"I think I just saw your dad in the crowd?" Raven walked back over to Alex as Luna jumped up.
"UNCLE MICHAEL?!" Luna screeched.
"...Okay," Alex shrugged and walked away.
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lindsey
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"Please, don't, I promise I'll stop," Gerard choked out, tears streaming from his eyes.
"Gerard, do you think I want to—" "Please, don't leave me and please don't take Bandit away from me. I'll stop— I'll stop, I'll get Mikey to sto—" "Wait, wait wait, Mikey's doing drugs too?!"
"Shit," Gerard muttered under his breath.
"I fucking swear to god—" Gerard!"
"I'm sorry but PLEASE don't tell (Y/N) about Mikey," Gerard begged as I leaned against the wall.
"I was gonna tell (Y/N) about you, see if she could talk some fucking sense into you," I sighed, calming down a bit.
"Lindsey—" "But now I have to tell her about Mikey."
"Lindsey, she's gonna be h—"
"I think it would be better if she found out now other than by herself, later."
"Fucking hell," Gerard muttered under his breath.
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9:07 PM / 21:07
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mikey + (Y/N)
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Princess: bleh why'd you have to leave me
Babe: I'm gonna see you tomorrow anyways what's the hecking deal
Princess: yeah but it would've been nice to see you and Frank after the show too
Babe: well
Babe: heck
Princess: i gotta go Alex and Raven are screaming again
Babe: about what
Princess: Luna's popping pills
Princess: again
Babe: oh that sucks
Princess: yeah
Princess: anyways I'll text you later
Babe: bye princess
Read: 9:09 PM
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9:34 PM / 21:34
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lindsey + (Y/N)
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(Y/N): hey
Read: 9:34 PM
Incoming call from Lindsey
"Hey Linds, Whats up?" I greeted, walking off the tour bus.
"Eh, anything happening with you?"
I sighed, "Did I tell you about Luna?"
"Oh god, what this time?"
"Alex threatened to quit the band and move back to New Jersey."
"Oh god, if anything I thought that Alex would be the druggie of the band," Lindsey muttered.
"Uhh, what?"
"Nothing, nothing. Well, if that's happening, this need is gonna suck..."
"...What's gonna suck?"
"Okay, well," Lindsey paused for a good ten seconds before letting out a sigh, then speaking again.
"So, Gerard has been abusing drugs and alcohol for a while..."
Are you fucking with me.
So three of the most important people in my life are abusing drugs and/or alcohol
Fan–fucking–tastic.
"Wait, WHAT?! I swear to god, I'm gonna—"
"Listen, it gets worse."
Oh god.
Oh. Fucking. God.
"So, today he accidentally told me that Mikey-"
"Nonononono, please don't tell me that he's—"
"Yeah."
Well.
Make that four.
"Shit," is all that I could say.
Michael James Way, you're fucking dead.
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