I sit down, the ice cold glass of water clenched between my greasy hands.
My bands maneger, Louis Walsh, sits opposite me at the small pub table.
We are discussing the new tour for the new album, Greasyface:all we know is suffering. Louis wants to call it "Brent, me and this lady", but I am vying for "Layres of an onion", as it reminds me of my love, Shreck, and is undying love for onions.
"But Brent, 'Brent, me and this lady' is WAYYYY better than 'Layres of onion'!!!!!!1!1!1!1!!!!!" Screeches Louis Walsh into the void.
"NO!!!" I scream. NOBODY will EVER let me forget him.
This 5 month tour will be so lonely without my love. His big brown eyes, his round belly, his massive cock, his weird ear things, god, I love him.
Louis screeches again and again, but I do not give in.
Finally, we come to a compromise, we shall call it "Brent, me and this onion"
I thank the barman and his musical, 12-inch boyfriend, tip them, and leave.
I am still sad though.
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THE CASUAL AFFAIR
Fanfiction'Just lay, in the atmosphere, a casual affair..' 'Hush hush, and don't you say a word...' 'A lover on the left-' Shreck is a handsome movie star, married to the presidents beautiful daughter, but deeply in love with another man. '-a sinner on the ri...
