2004

Ryan goes on live journal, loading it up like he does almost any day after school. it’s a refresh, somewhere to share and pour out his thoughts, his lyrics, anything.

ping!

on your side of the country, you also load up livejournal, it was a three day weekend and of course, you wanted to talk to some people.

then you see him.

“hey i’m ryan im new i live in las vegas my chemical romance makes me dance.”

attached were two pictures of a boy, a cute boy, couldn’t be older than 20. he wasn’t far, las vegas wasn’t far from your house in California, and you thought he was funny, maybe even cuter than the boys at your school.

you send him a friend request, just to test your luck.

and to your surprise he accepts. quickly going into your chats to try and text him, but, come to find out, he’s already did.

“hey, who’s this?” the text pops up almost instantly, like he was waiting.