I dragged my suitcase onto the tour bus Yuma and gadget calling out their greetings as I walked on.
"Alright since I'm last which bunk do I get"
Gadget snickered before answering "Sorry deucey boy but you get bitch bunk privileges"
"Gadget one of these days I'm gonna end you motherfucker" well shit now I got to be on bitch bunk fuck this.
Leaving Yuma and Gadget in the front of the tour bus I made my way to the back still dragging this heavy ass suitcase "what a pain" I mumbled under my breath.
I finally reached my bunk shoving my suitcase on the end as I lied down closing the curtain.
I didn't even want to go on tour all HU fans were just talking about how shit I was going to be and my little budget I had for tour.
Maybe I just should give up this is plenty more proof that no one actually cares I make shit music anyway why not just end everything all together...
Fuck I need to stop.
I sat in my bunk if was already boring as fuck I could feel the bus moving we had to go the second everyone was on the bus our manger was already complaining about how late and unorganised we were.
BINABASA MO ANG
Already left in the dust
FanfictionLord save everyone who reads this once again was made for a friend it's actually a decent fanfic too ngl - it ain't half decent this cringe as hell but it exists again ig Deuce gets nine lives up and running but earns more hate then praise from it...
