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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 19, 2011 3:49:43 GMT -5
"Don't be sorry, Mikey! It's not your fault, any of this. I want to listen... and help, if I can."
Brendon almost put his arm around Mikey but stopped just as he lifted his arm, afraid it would be awkward. Instead, he slapped his hand back onto his thigh and just kept on walking.
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Post by Mikey Way on Apr 19, 2011 4:07:08 GMT -5
Mikey smiled. "Thank you I forgot what it was like to talk to other people, 'specially nice ones." Mikey laughed a little and patted Brendon on the back.
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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 19, 2011 4:13:34 GMT -5
Brendon shuddered a bit at Mikey's touch, but then relaxed again after that. "It, it does get to you after a while... the intimacy of a tour bus gets to you..."
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Post by Mikey Way on Apr 19, 2011 4:18:24 GMT -5
"Intimacy, interviews, loneliness it just makes me sadder and sadder." Mikey looked as if he could cry. "What about you Brendon? How are you?" Mikey felt it was only fair he listened to Brendon for a while. Plus he wanted to.
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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 19, 2011 4:25:46 GMT -5
A tear rolled down Brendon's cheek as fast as he swiftly and smoothly wiped it away. "I miss my friends. I mean, I love Spencer and all, but I miss Ryan... and my friends in other bands, we never see eachother, we never tour together... its just a lack of paths crossing."
"You've got your family..." Brendon stood up and regained his composure at this last statement.
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Post by Mikey Way on Apr 19, 2011 4:30:05 GMT -5
"I'm sorry" Mikey said upon grazing a nerve. "I do have Gerard but he's a...er... big personality." Mikey stood up and hugged Brendon, "Please don't cry."
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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 19, 2011 4:40:16 GMT -5
"I-I'm okay. You're the one that needs the help here." Brendon stuttered, slowly hugging Mikey back.
After a minute, Brendon wiped away his tears and inquired, "How have you coped so far on your tour then?"
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Post by Mikey Way on Apr 19, 2011 5:37:59 GMT -5
"I'm not coping. I thought about honestly leaving the band or killing myself but I dunno. I think I'm waiting on someone to save me. Or I'm a chicken." Mikey cried a little on Brendon's shoulder.
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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 19, 2011 5:42:38 GMT -5
"Aw, Mike, come on, suicide's never right." Brendon said, trying to turn Mikey around to face him.
"Do you want to come back to my tour bus? So you can compose yourself before you have to go back to your bus?"
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Post by Mikey Way on Apr 19, 2011 5:44:53 GMT -5
"yeah that would be best," Mikey said whipping his tears off. " you don't mind do you?"
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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 19, 2011 5:51:11 GMT -5
"Of course not! There's too much room on my bus now anyway... there's a spare bunk if you need to crash too."
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Post by Mikey Way on Apr 19, 2011 19:47:06 GMT -5
"Thanks Brendon" I said still sniffling. "Maybe a mini vacation will help."
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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 19, 2011 20:08:20 GMT -5
Smiling back at Mikey, Brendon started to feel better instantly, replying, "They usually do, yeah."
"Come on, I'll show you to the bus."
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Post by Mikey Way on Apr 20, 2011 1:33:25 GMT -5
Mikey nodded his mood slowly improving. Brendon must be one of those guys who could cheer anyone up.
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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 20, 2011 2:26:02 GMT -5
The walk to the bus seemed to last forever, but it wasn't full of awkward silences. They didn't need any words.
When they reached the area where the buses were parked, Brendon timidly asked, "Mikey, are you gonna be alright around other people? Or, do you want to... wait here for a bit first?"
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