emo band texts 2 // emo quartet au

// 090

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friday
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dec 26th, 2025
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11:32 PM / 23:32
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(Y/N)
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"How much longer until we go home? I'm fucking tired," Mai yawned as another fan walked up to her and Mikey.

Mikey turned around for a quick second, "13 minutes, you can leave now if you want to," she shrugged.

"Hi!" The orange headed boy turned back around to face the tall pale boy with cool, pink and black hair.

Kind of looked like Frank, except instead of the red/white, it was pink.

"Hi! Could you please sign my back?" He asked, handing her a chisel-tip black sharpie.

"Err, are you getting this tattooed?" Mikey asked, taking the marker from him.

"Yeah," he answered, turning around and pulling his shirt over his head.

"Oh, god, no, I'd rather you do it on your arms," Mikey turned the boy around as he shrugged, pulling his shirt back on and extending his left arm for him to sign.

"What if she wrote a giant 'LEXIE' on his back and he got it tattooed," Awsten snickered into my ear as I laughed.

"That reminds me of this one time Tre Cool—"

"Goddamnit, Mai, we get it, he's a good drummer!" Raven hit Mai on the shoulder as Mai turned around.

"I don't even mention him that much. And he signed someone's entire back, and the guy for it tattooed. Fuck off, Cheryl."

"Oof," Frank commented as Raven rolled her eyes, walking over to another fan.

As Mikey finished writing his name on his left wrist, he asked, "so, what's your name?"

"I'm Josh, Lexie's left hand," he said as Alex's eyes lit up.

"Oh— please tell me you didn't actually wait outside for 13 hours straight."

"I did. And I wasn't even the first one here," he stated as I stood up straight, "Wow, I feel really fucking famous right now," I chuckled.

"Can you guys sign my arm, too? And Frank, Mikey and Awsten?" The pale boy asked as Luna smiled, "of course," she agreed, taking the marker from Mikey and scribbling her name right above Mikey's. Then the marker started to pass around.

And finally, there was only Raven left.

"...Raven!" Mikey shouted as the midget ignored him.

"RAVEN!" we all shouted at her as she turned around, "What?!"

"Are you gonna sign his arm??" I asked as she walked a few steps over to us. "oh. Right," she muttered, grabbing the sharpie from Frank and quickly signing the lanky boy's upper arm.

"Thanks," he smiled as she smiled back, handing him back his marker. He admired his arm for a second before looking back up. "Two Mikeys?"

"Oh, that was me. I'm trying to completely steal Michael's identity," Mikey smirked, looking over at Michael, who rolled his eyes and flipped Mikey off.

"Hmm, how iconic. Anyway, bye!" Josh smiled before walking away.

"Wonder why he didn't ask for a picture," Frank commented, leaning back against the brick wall.

"He maybe just remembered that he wanted to," I replied as he laughed, "at least he got an arm full of soon to be tattoos."