Bonfire - Fanfic - "Haircut"
There are lots of different ways to apologize to someone, there are from the more conventional (a pardon, a sorry one will not happen again) to the machines s complicated (a message written on the floor so it can be read from a terrace or a song of apology), but in any case, shaving the hair is NOT a way to apologize.
At least for most people in the world, but is that Brendon Urie is a kind of genetic dysfunction that effectively prevents him from acting as you would the rest of humanity.
So the first thing on Sunday when he gets up (apart from breakfast of pancakes with a suitably large amount of strawberry syrup, dress comfortably and feed the whole pack of dogs and await you at the door of his room wagging his tail happily) is to find a barber who is not too far from home and go to meet him quickly.
We could stop to analyze their behavior and look for the reason he probably is, but it's pretty simple and from the fact that Brendon always acts by instinct, and today he woke up with it. It is as if he had suddenly found the magic formula to take away the above problems, as if instead of shorn hair shorn off to the headaches. As if when the barber passed the blade through the skull was going to forget the face of horror with which Ryan came yesterday outside his home, where theoretically should be going with his girlfriend a romantic Valentine's evening and late the night before had it with him.
Yes, it's complicated. Everything is very complicated and therefore not assimilated Brendon yet. Maso
But unless the situation is that, as always, has screwed up the background. Because of a stupid message he sent to Ryan, his girlfriend has rediscovered cuernuda it is (cuernuda) and, therefore, has decided to stop being (his girlfriend), and has cast a thousand evil eyes and curses to Ryan and all his offspring and Ryan is now officially be repugnant and deserving of all the miseries and upheavals the world and obviously that has not sat very well.
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- I can ... I ... I can not get to sleep at home tonight? "said Ryan when Brendon opened the door in pajamas and ready to see a repeat episode of the third season of The OC did for the channel six.
- Oops! Of course, in fact, are living here, so I do not know why do you ask, but you were not at home Keltie?
- My mobile had been there since well before I could get.
course takes a while to understand, but in the end do so because of the look of deep bitterness from Ryan throws his tall stature.
- NO! What .. ha ... seen?
Ryan nods.
- I ... I ... FUCK!
- the time I got into and I had thrown furniture at the top half. Girl character.
- Ryan, Ryan, Ryan, dammit! I'm sorry, I would not ...!
- Okay, I'm tired. I just want to sleep.
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Ryan is clearly angry with him. There always has to screw up. At all. What it does. When things start going well, when I finally think things are going well between the two, he goes and strikes out. And Ryan is angry. And it all goes to hell, as always.
The barber turns on the razor.
"Sorry Ryan, I'm so sorry." Started
hair falls over her shoulders, but no problem disappears.
"This is my way to show you that I am aware that it is always all my fault" Brendon
look in the mirror and finds an old acquaintance. Suddenly turns to be that guy at the second level of the whole world scoffed.
"Everything you did, you did it wrong, mate. You see that over time have not changed much "
The barber said, unsure:
- was what you wanted?
- Yes
is not about to charge: not a job that you feel proud. Brendon insists anyway and also lets you tip.
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