Wait 'til you see half the things that haven't happened yet...
A several-part one shot featuring our beloved, crunchy curly-headed singer. Basically, love sucks. And so do people. Especially people. God, they're the worst. With all of their sweat and candy-flavored booze and egos the size of skyscrapers and their insatiable appetites for...
Well, you know what I mean.
Anyway, you probably won't believe half the things you read in this story. As you shouldn't! Because it's fiction. Fiction, fiction, sweet as...(yeah, yeah, I've made better references, I know)
(PS: if any of you actually read these descriptions, I'm sorry lol)
(PPS: Is it just me, or does every flavor of hard seltzer taste like chemicals?)
ANYWAYS!
*Note: This is a work of fanfiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
*This is an original work of mine. Please do not reproduce or copy this story in any way. Any evidence of this will be reported.*