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Janitor Duty {BRENDON URIE}

Janitor Duty {BRENDON URIE}

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Panic! At The Disco
Indie hated Brendon. He was the schools known asshole who all the girls swooned for and all the boys hated for it. Not to mention Indie had been his #1 target for bullying since the seventh grade. After an altercation at a local food/goods store their forced to come and clean up during closing ours for two months straight. Everyday. For Indie it's a nightmare. Spending hours with him sounded like hell. Nothing good could ever come out of it. Right?
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Ryan Ross was a guitar player in a small band called Close Corners, and by small, he meant that they played sold out shows every night and toured the world. He was a shy guy, he only ever opened up to the people he was close to. He was sensitive and sweet, and none of the things Brendon Urie was. Brendon was a fucking model. He had been on the cover of almost every magazine in the world, either for his amazingly handsome face or for a story about one of his outrageous parties. He was a Hollywood bad boy, and people latched on to him left and right. He went through boyfriends like he went through toilet paper. I guess that's why the world pulled their attention to the two boys when They were spotted as a couple in a small club. Everything kind of just blew up from there.

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