Heart of Stone - final revised version :)
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Complete, First published Mar 14, 2017
Mature
Ryan Ross is a world-famous film director. When he needs to hire a photographer to take pictures for his new movie, young wannabe photographer Brendon Urie steps onto the scene. They have polar opposite personalities, but when they run out of gas in the middle of Death Valley, they'll have to learn to work together if they want to survive.
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so I've re-edited this entire story (it's taken about four hours wowowoww) and fixed parts that I wasn't happy with or parts with continuity issues that didn't make sense (like all of a sudden brendon has glasses in chapter five? what's up with that, past self?) but yes! not much has changed but if you ever want to re-read or if this is your first time reading, read this one! the first one is mainly there to remind myself how far i've come as a writer, even though it's only been a few short months. also, I still love reading all of your comments on that one; they still make me smile :) love you all!!!
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Just outside of Phoenix, Arizona, Brendon Urie's mild-mannered alter ego is simply himself. A 25-year-old hairdresser who thinks he's seen it all and he's done all he can in this little town. It's a normal Monday afternoon with a lull in business when he hears the same jangly guitar music he's heard from the same guy that's been sitting in the same spot for the past couple of months. Struggling artists, what can ya do? For Brendon, he pities the poor guy and he just doesn't have the heart to call the cops on him for loitering, so he leaves him be. Until that particular Monday when he just gets too curious. [tw: cursing/swearing, general drug use] instagram fic bc we like to try new things around here!