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this is a lil different
and also jyler isn't a thing in this
and also also i didn't check for typos bc i'm lazy

"Ell, hurry up!" My fren yelled at me from the lounge in our apartment. "We have plans!" Those plans were to just go shopping and see the new movies out in theatres.

"I know," I yelled back fixing my bangs. I touched up some places of my makeup, checked my outfit, and grabbed my phone turning off the light in my bedroom. I saw her wearing jeans and a twenty one pilots shirt, along with black combat boots. Typical of her.

"Can we leave now, your highness?" She joked, touching a fake watch on her wrist. I nodded, and made a face at her. "You took forever."

"I had to make sure I looked good enough," I scoffed. "Maybe we'll run into Tyjo and Jish as we go shopping. You never know."

"Keep dreaming," she scoffed back. "We may live in Columbus but the chances are slim."

"So? If we lived in London it'd be worse chances of meeting Dan and Phil. You just got to think on the bright side and say, 'Hey! Tyler Robert Joseph and Joshua William Dun have walked the same streets I'm touching now with my boots,' and not be such a pessimistic ass." She laughed, and we walked down the hallway and out the front door of the complex.

*

We soon came to the mall after getting an Uber, and rushed to Hot Topic.

"Are you sure it's this way?" I asked her, just to be certain. It is a big mall after all.

"Of course, I'm too emo to not know!" We got there fairly quickly, walking in with our mouths open in awe at the sight in front of us. So. Many. Emos.

I felt sane.

We went around and grabbed so many things we had to start carrying shirts on our shoulders. Eventually, she just gave into the backpack deal and grabbed a Marvel one, stuffing it with items and the ones we previously had. (a/n: i know they don't have the backpack thing atm but this is what i did and this is how i got my marvel backpack 😂)

We reached the register and a guy with a neck tattoo and gauges smiled at us. See, that's what I hate about the normal people. They assume people like us are so mean, but they're just softies who need a little emotional support. (a/n: hi again sorry. this also happened to me, a girl with a piercing from her nose to ear ((idk what it's called)) was talking to me about deals and we discussed music and she was so nice and had tattoos and stuff but my cousin was like "ew wtf hardcore much" and i was like "WE AREN'T MEAN EMOTIONLESS PEOPLE FFS" so)

"Alright, your total will be $156.79-"

"What?!" We both exclaimed. We looked at each other and the cashier laughed.

"Well, you even had your Hot Cash and the membership discount. And the backpack deal."

"Oh well," I sighed. "We're splitting."

*

"I'm going to have to haul this shit around all day!" My fren exclaimed, making me laugh and causing heads to look our way. "Where are we going to now?"

"I don't know, how about rue 21? They have cute stuff sometimes," I said, glancing at the stores around me.

"You only want to go there because it has 21 in it," my fren said truthfully. Well, she's not wrong.

"Shut up," I laughed. She smiled, but still pretended to be mad. God, such a faker. That's the thing about her, she'll always have a smile on her face when she tries not to, she'll always make me laugh when I just want to end the world.