thanks vic, i guess
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This is it. Scorpius could almost explode. He had gone to several Panic! at the Disco shows before, but he's never gotten to meet the Brendon Urie before. He is finally getting to meet the one, the only.
"First time?" someone asks from next to Scorpius in line. He turns to see someone with messy black hair, green eyes, and a big grin. Scorpius grins right on back.
"Yup! I wonder what he's like in real life," he ponders. He turns away for a second to try and see if he can see Brendon yet. He can't. He turns back to the person and smiles at him again. "I'm Scorpius," he says, holding out a hand.
"Albus," Albus says, grasping it and shaking. "I've never met him, either, but I hear he's really nice."
The line shuffles forward, Albus and Scorpius moving with it.
"Is this your first Panic! concert?" Scorpius asks. He pushes a hand through his hair, trying to peer past the mobs of people. There was still no Brendon in sight.
"Nope. My fourth, actually. You?" Albus also looks past the other people.
"Also my fourth!"
Scorpius gives Albus another grin as they continue to talk and the line continues to disperse. Finally, after what seems like ages, the two of them reach the front.
Brendon Urie.
Scorpius feels like he's going to cry from joy. He looks better in real life than he does in camera, Scorpius realises. His forehead also looks bigger. He's never seen him so up close.
Pretty soon, he's being pushed right up next to him.
"Hi," Scorpius says, his heart beating fast. "I really love your music."
"Thanks," Brendon responds, grinning and dimples appearing. "Do you want to take a picture?"
Scorpius nods and pulls out his phone. He tries to click it on, but nothing comes up. The screen is just black.
"Um," Scorpius says, not sure what to do.
"I can take a picture, if you want?" Albus answers, still standing in line. Scorpius gives him a look of deep appreciation and nods.
Albus whips out his phone and takes a picture, smiling at them. When they're done, Scorpius leaves the area, but waits there for Albus to finish his own meeting.
Scorpius nearly pounces on Albus as he spots him leaving.
"Can I see my picture?" Scorpius asks, both of them walking away from the arena. Albus nods and pulls out his phone. Scorpius stares at it, noticing for the first time how his sweat made his hair matted down. "Ew," he says, staring at it, "I look terrible."