you guys should listen to Oldsoul !! They're a local band (at least to me) and they're really good, they're about as heavy as Bullets by mcr, and you should overall just go support local bands !!

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sunday
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oct 17th, 2022
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12:11 PM / 12:11
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"WAKE UP, WHORES!" Alex screeched. There was a loud thud from Juliet's room. A chorus of groans erupted as (Y/N) and Juliet's bedroom doors swung open.

Mikey was leaning on (Y/N), still asleep for the most part, as she stumbled out of the room. Juliet literally crawled out of her room, as she was too lazy to get up after she had fallen off her bed.

"Where are we going again?..." (Y/N) asked, yawning loudly.

"The carnival. It opens at one and I wanna do as much as possible," Alex answered. "So get ready because we're going right after lunch."

"Did you really just make us leave our rooms just for us to go back inside?" Juliet queried, still very obviously groggy.

"Yes," Alex innocently smiled as she started to go up the stairs. "Now pick your lazy ass up Juliet, you're not a fucking Swiffer mop."

With a loud groan, (Y/N) slung Mikey onto the couch and shuffled back into her bedroom.

"WAKE THE FUCK UP, YOU LAZY WHORES!"

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1:02 PM / 13:02
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"I'M GONNA BUY OUT ALL THEIR COTTON CANDY!" Raven screeched as she jumped out of the car.

"BITCH, DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!" Alex shouted, chasing after Raven as she sprinted to the carnival entrance.

"WAIT FOR MEEE!" Awsten cried out as he stumbled out of the car.

The remaining humans got out of the car, bringing with them whatever junk the three toddlers left behind.
"They're are acting like fucking 5 year olds," Mai commented.

"Says the one who threw a literal tantrum when Alex woke you up," Juliet countered.

"You refused to get up from the floor, from what I remember," (Y/N) pointed out, "So you can't really say anything."

Juliet glared at (Y/N) fiercely. (Y/N) shrugged and walked over to Mikey who wrapped an arm around her.

"Seems like we're the only mature ones here," Otto sighed dramatically as he slung an arm around Geoff.

"Right, Geoff?"

"Uh, sure," Geoff muttered, shrugging Otto's arm off.

"Tch, rude," Otto scoffed, turning away from Geoff.
"Sure."

Juliet burst into manic laughter. "You guys are probably the most immature people I have ever met, besides Mai, Alex, and Raven."

"I heard that!" Mai fumed, turning around.

"Stop acting so high and mighty, Juliet," Otto scoffed, narrowing his eyes at the brunette. "You're not much better."

"I'm better than you," Juliet retorted.

"Oh, really?" Otto challenged.

"Guys, hurry up, the others are already inside!" Mai whined, jumping up and down.

Juliet and Otto continued to glare at each other, until Geoff walked in between them. "Fight later, please."

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1:24 PM / 13:24
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"So, what do you wanna do?" Mikey asked.

(Y/N) glanced around the bustling sea of people and the various bright booths. One in particular caught her eye.

She grabbed Mikey by his arm and dragged him through the crowd.
"(Y/N), what the fu—"

"Can you get me that unicorn?" (Y/N) asked, pointing at one of the prizes.

"Princess, that is literally the most cliché thing you could ever ask of me," Mikey chuckled.

"I know, but I really want it," (Y/N) smiled. "So could you be a good cliché boyfriend and get me that unicorn plushie?"

"No."

(Y/N) looked up at Mikey with utter betrayal painted on her face. "Why not?"

"Because I want it too."

(Y/N)'s face fell. "Bitch... I will fight you for that unicorn."

Mikey grinned. "I'm down with that."

(Y/N) walked up to the booth. "Hey, what do we have to do to win that unicorn?"

"First one with three wins gets it," the vendor said in a monotone voice. "Each play is 3 dollars."

"I'm getting that unicorn," (Y/N) muttered, pulling out her wallet.

"Not on my fucking watch," Mikey shot back.

They glared at each other fiercely.

"Bitch, you're on."

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1:55 PM / 13:55
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"Hey Pete, let's go ride the Ferris wheel!" Patrick enthusiastically suggested, pointing to the massive Ferris in the middle of the carnival.

"Sure, if it'll make you happy," Pete complied, smiling at his vertically challenged boyfriend. 

Patrick's eyes lit up as he and Pete approached the Ferris wheel. There was a long line, and Pete really didn't want to wait in line for a Ferris wheel.

This is all for Patrick, Pete thought. Endure it for Patty.

An ungodly amount of time passed until they were finally at the front of the line.
"How many?" asked the operator.

"Two!" Patrick cheerfully answered.

The operator looked at Pete and Patrick for a good second, then gasped. "Oh my god, are you Pete Wentz and Patrick Stump?"

Patrick's face fell. But it immediately brightened up again. "Uh, yeah. Yeah, we are."

The operator stared at them wide-eyed. She looked like a fish in a tank, with her jaw hanging open and her eyes seemingly popping out of their sockets. Pete had to suppress the urge to laugh.

"C—could I get a picture with you?" she nervously asked, voice a bit shaky.

"Sure!" Pete agreed, causing Patrick to mentally groan.

The operator fumbled with her phone, but Pete wanted to hurry things up so he took her phone and much to the frustration of the others in line, the deed was done.

"Th—thanks, Pete." This was intentional.

"No problem," he smiled, even though he meant the complete opposite.

Now, can I please just go on the Ferris wheel and in a very cliché manner profess my love at the top? Pete thought impatiently.

"Just a question," the operator said sheepishly.

"...Hey, can I ask a question if it's not too much?" The blonde teen smiled as Pete and Patrick exchanges looks.

"...Sure," Pete agreed.

"Are you two dating?"

Pete looked down at his and Patrick's intertwined hands.
"Ye—"

"No," Pete said firmly. "No, we are not."

The operator chuckled. "Okay then," she shrugged. "You'll be going into car 8, it's the yellow one on the far right."

"Thank you," Pete said hurriedly as he dragged Patrick to the Ferris wheel.
"Thanks, Pete." This was also intentional.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" Pete hissed.

"I'm sorry—" Patrick started, agitated.

Pete sighed, "Nevermind, it's fine. It's... not your fault, Patty."

The two homosexual boys got into the car and waited for the wheel to move. They sat in silence. Once their car reached the top, Patrick looked out at the actually pretty despondent view, since it was basically just the city. But the view was still pretty cool, nonetheless.
Pete twiddled his thumbs for a moment before speaking.

"Hey, 'Tri—"

"The view's really pretty," Patrick commented softly.

Pete scooted closer to Patrick. "You wanna know what else is really pretty?"
Patrick turned to look at Pete.

"What?"

Pete leaned his face closer to Patrick's, his hazel eyes gazing into Patrick's warm brown ones.

"You."

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