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Ryan
I sat up in a tree in my backyard, looking up into the leaves at the sun glinting through, casting little dancing lights along my arms, the leaves and the branches.
I began climbing down and went inside, grabbed my guitar and went to the auditions to meet up with Spencer and Jon.
I walked to Jon's parent's house, knocking on the door. When Jon opened it I walked in and plugged in my guitar. "Ready, guys?" I asked, looking at them. They nodded and we sat, waiting for the door bell to ring while randomly playing our instruments. Finally, the chime sounded and Jon stood and opened the door.
In walked Brendon Urie.
I sat up in a tree in my backyard, looking up into the leaves at the sun glinting through, casting little dancing lights along my arms, the leaves and the branches.
I began climbing down and went inside, grabbed my guitar and went to the auditions to meet up with Spencer and Jon.
I walked to Jon's parent's house, knocking on the door. When Jon opened it I walked in and plugged in my guitar. "Ready, guys?" I asked, looking at them. They nodded and we sat, waiting for the door bell to ring while randomly playing our instruments. Finally, the chime sounded and Jon stood and opened the door.
In walked Brendon Urie.
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That's some short shit right there. Almost shorter then Frank Iero.
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Collab with ~hotchemicaldisco
D/c:
Same
Excuse my limited knowledge
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