INCOMING CALL FROM: Brendon Urie

[ACCEPT OR DECLINE?]

Hey Bren.

You really didn't need to fly all the way out here Bren.

No, I mean like, you actually didn't have to. Tom's been here with me almost since we

got off the phone together. We're about 20 minutes away from the airport to

pick your stupid ass up.

[Brendon laughs] Thanks guys.

Yeah yeah, whatever. We're in a blue car, and we'll meet you outside the entrance for gate 27.

Don't call me ma'am.

That was a train wreck all in it's self. [Starts laughing] Oh by the way, you're on speaker and you're lucky I'm driving because Tom's dying of laughter.

That's because he's laughing so hard it's silent you dipshit.

Bye dipshit.

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"Get in loser, we're going shopping!" I yell to Bren when we pull up to the designated meeting spot.

"You know, I came out to have a good time, and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now," he laughs before getting into the back seat and closing the door behind him. I pull away from the curb, and back onto the main road before anyone speaks.

"Long time no see Brendon," Tom says, awkwardly turning around to face him.

"Yeah, how long has it been exactly? Since Addilyn and Declan were in town and we all had pizza?"

"I think so," I add. "I hope you guys don't mind, but I'm stopping and getting food because I'm starving."

"Cam, we literally had food right before we picked him up," Tom says.

"Exactly. And are you food shaming me right now? I should call Aella and tell her what you just said," I tease him, pretending to be serious. He seems to believe that I would actually do that, because his eyes grow wide.

"T-that's not what I was saying! I was just pointing out that you cannot possibly be starving since we ate a half hour ago."

"This is funny. I don't know why I don't hang out with just the two of you more!" Brendon points out from the back seat.

"Probably because A, I didn't want to third-wheel all the time, and B, whenever I'm in LA I'm usually with Aella and Maverick unless I'm filming," Tom says, and Brendon nods, seeming to get the point.

"That makes sense."

"Anyways, let's go get food because I'm fucking starving!" I yell and get out of the car, leaaving th two of them behind.