They were back on the road a month later. And all the things were familiar again. The shows, the songs, the notes, the beats, the fights, the makeup’s. And the band liked it that way. They needed their routines.
That is one of my favorite sentences in fic history.
Awe, that just made me feel so warm. I love how you wrote this, and it made me so sad and heartbroken at parts. But in the end, it made me fall right back into love with Frikey. :cute: <3
This was so good! I went through all sorts of emotions, but the only one I can remember right now is Awww!!! “Can Mikey have my babies?” My heart broke apart somewhere in the middle of this story, but that sentence melted it back together.. Thank you!
That is one of my favorite sentences in fic history.