DALLON IS TYPING | brallon

twelve.

Dallon put on his jacket and walked outside, getting into the passenger seat of Mikey's car.

"So, we're going to the mall?" Dallon asked.

"Yeah."

Dallon nodded.

They sat in silence the whole time.

*timeskip brought to you by Unicorn Dust*

Dallon sat down at the food court by himself, a waitress walked up to him, she had a nametag that read, 'Mel.' (DATS ME AGAIN) her hair was long and dirty blonde, with grayish blue eyes.

She was quite short. Five foot, to be exact.

She looked to be about eighteen (LET'S JUST PRETEND MIKEY'S A LITTLE YOUNGER IN THIS SINCE HE DATED MEL)

"C-Can I get you anything, sir?" She asked.

"Just a large Dr. Pepper, please."

Maddie nodded and scampered away.

Then, in the distance, he saw someone he knew.

Brendon Urie.