Maybe to you, dipshit! I'm not little!

Don't worry about it!

"Hey, losers! Miss me? I bet you do!"

// Vince is getting flipped to an OC, ignore previous tweets from here on out!

Sigh. "Boys will be boys..."

She rolled her eyes, soft scoff escaping her cherry colored lips. "Color me not surprised to see you here, Izzy... how's you and your band of misfits doing?"

"Sounds about right... don't even know why I asked."

"Ugh, tell me about it! I honestly don't understand what the hell they're thinking putting our bands on tour together for! It's like they want it to be insufferable or something."

"Look... let's just do ourselves a favor and just not make this hell for each other, yeah? I'm sure that can be achieved, especially if there's gonna actually be two buses this time... Please tell me they actually got us two separate buses this time."

"Maybe there actually is a god... thank fuck. I was going to have a genuine conniption if they made us share AGAIN."

She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, shaking her head. "You and your precious shock value use, I swear..."

"Oh, I know you don't like 'em. Anyone with a brain knows exactly why you don't."

"Wasn't going to, I know better than that."

"They certainly can! They're a thorn at my side half the time, I swear! I call for any help with any man who gives me trouble, and the response is always the damn same with them!"

"Well, no. I don't usually resort to violence unless I have to..."

"Guess you actually have a point for once... Hell is gonna freeze over."

"Oh, stop it, you!" she exclaimed, lightly jabbing his arm and shaking her head at him.