Soulmates. What a bullshit concept for Ryan Ross. It's been twenty two years and he still hasn't met his. And with the dates on his right wrist, he might not ever meet his soulmate- alive. Because on December 31st, his soulmate was going to die. He only had six months to meet his soulmate, and he might not ever. Sure his friends have met theirs and he was happy for them. It just never felt right, for him- the black ink on his skin telling him that his soulmate was going to die this year, he had six months. That was all. He hated it. Brendon Urie on the other hand felt completely different. He loved the idea of soulmates. Especially since he knew that his soulmate was gonna live a pretty decent long life. It didn't phase him at all. In fact, he was excited to meet his soulmate- since he waited twenty one years to do so. Though, his best friends only had to wait until they were teens. But he didn't care, the thought of meeting his soulmate excited him- though spending the rest of his life with him wouldn't be that long.