My Intoxicated Romance

I’m really sorry our story is becoming idiotic. We’re kinda writing it so it only makes sense to us now. We’ll try to change for you guys. ((I promise))

And for the record, that was so not the last chapter about Pete Wentz and rape.

Tragik’s Pov
So after we formed the ‘I have so totally seen Pete Wentz’s dick in person’ club(which I may or may not be a part of…), we decided to meet some fans.
“Hey.” Mumbled some emo looking kid. He was hot though.
“Yo!” screamed Pansie “What’s your name?”
“John.” He replied.
“We need a last name if were going to stalk you.” I sighed.
“My name’s John. John Skank.”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WEEEEEEEEEEEENTTTTTTTZ!” I screamed.
“Yup.” He mumbled.
“That is sexy.” Pansie cooed.
“Will you marry me?” I asked him.
“Fuck yeah.”
“SWEET! Our first child shall be named Boswick Braddock Spunkinmeyeir Sprint Toepica Poopanunu Bob Saporta.”
This is when he began to back away slowly.
“Why does your first child have Gabe’s last name?” Insayne asked.
“...reasons…”

I’m real sorry it’s so short. Pansie and I are at a 0% for creativity lately…