emo band texts // emo quartet au

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I want to be in a 2004/2005 mcr mosh pit more than ANY of you here and I will not respond to anyone who tries to argue with me because it's TRUE.

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(Y/N)
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When Alex drove up to the house, I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach.

Something was definitely gonna go wrong at this party.

Alex looked over at me worriedly as I got ready to open the door. "Hey, are you sure you wanna go? Mikey's gonna be there you know."

I nodded, "I'll be fine. He'll probably be drunkedly hitting on Pete or some other girl anyways."

"Did you just call Pete a— okay then. Watch yourself," Alex chuckled. I gave her a thumbs up and opened the car door. I stepped out, feeling the cool evening breeze brush against my skin. I shivered, not because I was cold, but because I was scared of what could happen tonight.

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PETE
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Patrick and I pulled up in front of the house in my car. I literally had to steal 'Trick's fedora to get him into my car. I honestly don't understand why he didn't want to go to this party with me.

It's not like we're gonna end up fucking in a closet.

I parked the car and looked over at Patrick. He was white as a sheet.

I laughed nervously, "Hey, you okay 'Trick?"

"Next time, I'm driving," he said, slowly taking off his seatbelt. I jumped out of the car and opened the passenger seat door before he could. He chuckled.

"Thanks Pete."

I grinned, "No problem, Patty."

He laughed, "'Patty'?"

I felt my face heat up.
I speedwalked over to the front door of the house, leaving Patrick behind.
I knocked on the front door, impatiently waiting for a few seconds. It was promptly opened by an already drunk Brendon.

"Hey man!" he exclaimed, clapping me on the back. His breath stank of booze.

"Come on in!" He led me into the house. "Where's Patrick?"

"Oh, he's outside." I nonchalantly answered, walking into the house. I observed the scenery.

The entire place smelled like beer, vodka, and weed.

A lot of weed.

Alex and Frank were talking. Well, it kind of looked like Frank was flirting with Alex and she was amused, but still.

Halsey was sitting on the staircase, pouting. A few seconds later, a mischievous grin appeared on her face and she stood up, scurrying to somewhere else in the house.

Mikey was standing in one corner, his phone in one hand and some sort of drink inside of a red solo cup in the other.

By the top of the staircase, looking down from the second floor was (Y/N), accompanied by Gerard. His left arm was around her, they seemed to be giggling a lot. A few seconds later, (Y/N) accidentally dropped her cup of whatever as it dropped onto someone's head. Before they could react, they ran off in what I'm assuming was fear.

Filling the rest of the space were people I never cared to learn the names of.

Except Joe.

Joe was there, hanging with Andy and a bunch of other people.

Probably high, who knows.