you'd smile, and that would be enough.

Oh he knew. He’s the one that bought it and besides, he started laughing when I figured it out.

Seems like the best prank then.

Four months. That’s how long my roommate stood by and watched me water a fake plant. I am now looking for a new roommate. 

Seemes like they might not have known it was a fake plant either.

“They really do and it’s a crime, she’s way better than Cinderella or Snow White.”

i mean, snow white yes, cinderella i’d hold near the top still.

She is, she’s strong, independent and morally ambiguous which is everything I want in my princesses

I think that is one princess that disney really sits on.

“So I know it’s super inaccurate but the amount of love I feel for Hercules is intense. It might be because of Megera but that’s fine.”

Meg is the best unofficial official disney princess there is.

Nope, I’m used to it. 

I feel like that shouldn’t be something your used to though.

It’s been two weeks since I’ve come back home and I still haven’t unpacked my bags. Pretty sure my sperm donor father is starter to worry about the smell. 

and you’re not worried about the smell too?

No. its not warm like Cali, but it’s alright here.

Landon could only imagine what his face looked like right now. He was sure his bandmates were going to walk through the doors any minute now, questioning why he was just standing there talking to this one random person. With shaking hands he took her phone, not quite looking at it just yet. “You… you think it’s me?” He questioned, steeling himself before looking down at the phone. “Holy… holy shit. That’s…” he trailed off, unable to let the words pass his lips. He had seen pictures of his father before, but those always came from his mother, not from someone who was claiming to be his sister.

Landon leaned against the barrier, a laugh escaping him. The laugh died down as she blurted out why she was there, his brain short circuiting. He remembered she had said she moved to Ohio to find her half brother after her father died, but she didn’t have much information after that. “Uh… what?” was all he was able to get out, not entirely sure how to process what she was saying. “Who… who are you talking about?”

Fans. Landon still couldn’t believe he, they, had fans. Fans that came to their shows now just for them, not just because they were a random opening act. People actually knew who they were, wanted their autographs and pictures; knew lyrics to their songs and sang along. There were people that actually lined up outside the venue just to get a glimpse of them. Sure they were no where near as big as Wallows or any other band, but they now had their own following, growing bigger every day. And it was something he was still wrapping his head around.

After a particularly exception show, Landon was just ready to get back on the bus and curl up under a bundle of blankets and sleep. Wanting to be the first on the bus he made his way down the hallway, shouldering his bag as he pushed his way out of the building, grimacing as the door banged against the wall as he pushed it open. Letting out a laugh he waved at the few people that were still there, looking around before his eyes connected with a new face that he recognized.

With a confused smile on his face he bounded over, stopping in front of Eliza. “I know you.” He said with a laugh, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “This isn’t Ohio. Trust me, I would know.”

being in ohio for about a month, eliza had tried to figure out anything she could - though her dads sloppy handwriting she finally figured out the last name was puckerman. she started to research the last name around ohio, getting a lot of information, the most important one was finding out her brother looked exactly like her. it was kinda fucking scary how much they looked a like.

with all this digging, and learning he was on tour, and for not knowing this kid at all, she was already so proud of him. doing some searching she found out the next show, paying probably more than the ticket was worth, but also booking a ticket out to Richmond. 

Oh shit. That’s… that’s a nice parting gift he gave you. Did he tell you who it was?

He didn’t know a lot. I have a birthday, and what i think is a last name the page was kinda smudged, but it either say luckermen or fuckerman. i really feel bad for my brother if it’s actually fuckerman. 

It’s different than Ohio. Ohio is all I’ve known my life, so going somewhere new like Chicago or Texas is fine. So Eliza, why in the world would you move there?

Well, my dad recently passed away, but before he did he told me that i had a half sibling that lives here.