my bff's uncle does lighting for major tours. he just got off a hannah montanna tour (she was very sweet apparently) and hung out with trace cyrus! ok i'm done namedropping onto the story:
my friend's uncle invites us out to a panic! show in our area. we're there chilling backstage, watching the opening band and all of the sudden someone rams into me from behind (and no, not like that). it's brendon urie and he apparently tripped over his own feet! he apologizes profusely even after i assure him that it's okay. he says that he'll buy me a shirt or something and we go off in search of merch or something. on the way we talk and we realize we have a lot in common and we exchange numbers. fast forward a couple months and we're texting regularly. i just want to be bffs, no sexing.
my friend's uncle invites us out to a panic! show in our area. we're there chilling backstage, watching the opening band and all of the sudden someone rams into me from behind (and no, not like that). it's brendon urie and he apparently tripped over his own feet! he apologizes profusely even after i assure him that it's okay. he says that he'll buy me a shirt or something and we go off in search of merch or something. on the way we talk and we realize we have a lot in common and we exchange numbers. fast forward a couple months and we're texting regularly. i just want to be bffs, no sexing.
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