" WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE. "

[allison marie messer]

ally messer was the type that woke up happily in the morning. she'd actually spent the night on rylan's bus. and considering she was a pretty small girl, they had managed to squeeze into his bunk. she had woken up early, but waking up earlier than rylan and the rest of hot seekers really wasn't that hard. before she left ally slipped her jeans back on and pulled on one of rylan's t-shirts from the foot of his bunk. it smelt like cinnamon and weed. a smell that to anyone else could've been repulsive but ally just found comfortable. it was rylan. she tied her hair up in a loose ponytail, hopping happily off the bus. and just like that, her busy day began. ally made her way to the matm bus, heading to the kitchen area before pouring herself a bowl of her coco puffs. content, she sat down on the counter and ate her breakfast, watching as each member of the band came from the bunks, one by one. after finishing off her cereal, ally hopped off the counter, clapping her hands together to gain the attention of everyone on the bus. "right. this is what's happening today. callie and jonah, acoustic set in an hour. max and asher, interview in thirty. everyone, set at one thirty! remember it, i know you won't so i'll text you all the schedule and you better not be late once or i will chase you with knifes!" and with that, ally grabbed her bottle of jack, filled up a half empty bottle of coke, and headed off the bus. her mind flashed her rylan, and how just last week in dallas he had come to see her in the medic tent because she had passed out. setting a reminder in her phone, she made sure that she would eat at one before the band went on stage. and from there her day was busy again as she was running around to find the tent that asher and max had an interview in. she had to set ground rules, suggest topics to discuss, and answer any pre-interview questions that might be lingering. just another day in the life of madison & the monster's manager.

it seemed like a half hour passed in a breeze, and asher and max had both managed to show up on time. they were high, of course, but ally was used to that by now. she was constantly surrounded by stoners these days. hell, even her boyfriend was one. but ally didn't really care. the good thing about stoners was that there was never much drama with them because they were all so relaxed and laid-back. she took the down time to send rylan a shot of her cleavage with the subject line 'bored bored bored', not expecting a reply. it was their normal banter throughout the day. ally sent him picture of whatever was around, and she knew that he got them and knew where she was. he responded sometimes, but for the most part it was just a way for ally to waste her downtime. soon enough, the interview came to an end, and she had some time to relax. ally took a long drink of her cold jack and coke, heading towards one of the food stands. she needed a snack. easily, she settled on a lunchsize bag of lays, heading towards the tent she knew callie and jonah would be playing at. she arrived about 15 minutes early in typical ally fashion, texting both of them to get their asses there. it was about ten minutes later that the pair arrived together. despite her love for both of them, ally was annoyed. five minutes before the show was supposed to start? but they were here, and that was all that mattered. so she tapped her foot to the beat as jonah played and ally sung and allowed herself to enjoy the moment. she texted jadyn bell for a little bit, checking on her favorite teenager. it'd been a while since she'd seen him due to tour. and it was nice to get back in touch with people she hadn't talked to since the festival had started.

once the acoustic set was over, ally made her way across the grounds, looking for anyone she knew to hang out with before matm's set. after wandering around for a while, she found herself in the company of max monroe. which wasn't surprising, because she seemed to spend all her time with max and rylan. which was fine by her because they where fun to be around. but something did catch her offguard when she ran into max, and that was that he willingly offered her one of his chalupas from taco bell. which was valid enough reason for her to text rylan for the first time that day. it was only a matter of time before she was agreeing to me him at the merch tent with weed and food. because max was not easily satisfied, they made their way to taco bell to order some more food. ally ordered two nacho cheese steak gorditas with a medium drink, thinking of what she should buy for rylan. eventually she settled on a nachos bellgrande. a nacho cheese chalupa, one crunchwrap supreme, and a large drink. after getting food, ally told max to go and find weed for her for rylan, and it wasn't long before she had a bag in her pocket and was heading towards the hot seekers merch tent. as ally walked into the tent, she easily spotted rylan. "hey babe! i brought you lots of food," she exclaimed happily. she placed rylan's large bag of food in his lap, seeing the shirt he'd set aside for her on the chair next to him. seeing as she had her back to the fans buy merch, she didn't hesitate to remove the shirt she was wearing before replacing it with a bright blue tee that fit snugly on her. she finally sat down next to rylan, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before opening up her first gordita. "how's your day been?" she asked after swallowing her first bite. she took a sip from her soda before remember the weed in her pocket. "oh! and i have some maryju for you. taking another bite of her gordita, she gave rylan a smile.

words 1093 tagged nicole notes my sweet true loves.

[rylan christopher hudson]

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even on tour, rylan got as much sleep as he possible could. actually, he probably over slept a lot of the time. it was kind of surprising that someone wasn’t always pulling him out his bunk by his feet. but he figured they were too concerned with their own events and needs to be concerned about his. he’d spent the last night with ally. it was one of those rare occasions that they got to share a bunk, something that was fairly easy for them seeing as they were both small people. well, he was big compared to her. but rylan was smaller than your average guy. not that this bothered him. actually, it wasn’t something he even noticed all that much. for the most part, he just lived his life without paying attention to minor details like the fact that he looked up at a lot of people he spoke to. he wasn’t so short that he had to climb to get to things, so it wasn’t a burden on him. it was just who he was, and he wasn’t going to question that. when he woke up, ally was gone. but this was something he’d come to expect when they stayed together, because she was always up and doing things bright and early while he was hiding away as if he was allergic to the sun. rolling out of his bunk, literally his bunk was a bottom bunk so he just rolled out and landed on the floor of the bus, he pushed himself up and headed to the little bathroom to pee before doing anything else with his day.

after he’d finished with his business, he went about his typical morning activities. he pulled a random shirt from his bunk, not noticing that one was now missing. not that anyone would actually notice that, considering there was no organization to the mess at the end of his bunk. it was a grab and go type thing, and he rarely even looked to see what he was grabbing before he put it on. he did the same with his pants, which were tucked away in his bag. not that his pants really mattered, seeing as jeans pretty much all looked the same anyway. rylan never understood the whole fascination with designer jeans and what not. they were jeans. who cared if they were made by some big name company? all that mattered was that they got the job done. plus, the only difference in designer jeans and his typical skinny jeans were the stitching patterns. and why did that even matter? after getting dressed, he lazily ran a brush through his hair before brushing his teeth and finding a pair of shoes. with that he was ready to start his day, even if he wasn’t completely sure what all his day would consist of. well, there was the typical set and signing but other than that he had no idea if there were any extra events he was supposed to attend. he figured he should probably catch up with their tour manager, but if they really wanted him somewhere they would let him know. so with that in mind, he headed out of the bus into the bright sun.

at first he just wandered around quite aimlessly, trying to find something to do. every so often a random fan would approach him, chat with him, hug him, and take a picture before he went on his way doing nothing. he liked that, that fans could spot him and come up to him without the hassle of signing times and having to lean across a table for a picture. it was a lot more real, a lot more relaxed, and a lot more social. and rylan would talk to anyone, so he had a lot of fun talking to his fans. some of them would even ask to light up with him, which he normally would do. but at the moment he didn’t have anything on him. it was kind of depressing, really. but in reality it was probably better that he wasn’t floating around the grounds. it wasn’t until a fan told him that they were looking forward to his set that he actually knew what time he was playing, which was probably a bad thing but not shocking. his set ended up being one of the later ones in the day. so that just meant he had some time to blow. so he headed to the merch tent, figuring that he could talk to some fans there. as he made his way, his phone vibrated in his pocket. pulling it out, he immediately recognized the name of his girlfriend written across his screen. curious about what she had to say, seeing as she was probably busy, he opened the message up only to be face to face with a picture she’d taken down her shirt. how ally hadn’t ended up on isanyoneup was a mystery to him, except that he didn’t exactly show off these pictures to people. no one probably even realized what all rylan had on his phone, but he just saved the things ally sent him thinking nothing of it. he could send her a picture of a rock, and he’d save it. that’s just what he did. so with a somewhat amused smirk, he saved the picture and continued on his way. she was probably used to him not answering things like that, because again it wasn’t one of those things that crossed his mind.

the tent was nice and shaded, and it was a pretty good hangout spot for fans in rylan’s opinion. they seemed to enjoy talking to him, but that was probably just because he said some of the strangest things at times. again, his phone went off in his pocket as he handed a shirt to a fan. soon enough they’d made arrangements for her to bring him some food and weed. yes, ally knew exactly how to get to rylan’s heart. his stomach. but that was true with most boys, wasn’t it? it seemed like only a few minutes passed before ally was by his side, bags of food in her hands. ”thanks!” he practically squealed as she sat the bags into his lap. he immediately dug into his food, not paying much attention to ally who was changing clothes with her back to the fans. whether they thought much of it didn’t matter to him, because he really didn’t care. she could streak through here, and he wouldn’t care. in fact, he’d probably condone that. but that’s a different story all together. it wasn’t his fault he liked the idea of people being free. and naked people seemed pretty free in his opinion. anyway, he smiled as he chewed on his food, only glancing at ally for a moment after she kissed his cheek. ”it’s been good,” he told her between chews. yes, rylan was a classy one. but his attitude brightened once she mentioned that she had weed for him, and he sat forward in his chair now ignoring his food. that was a miracle in itself, but weed was probably the only thing that had that effect on rylan anyway. ”you’re amazing. have i told you that? because you are. i’m out, so i need some.” at the mention of the weed, he wanted to light up now. but that probably wasn’t a good idea seeing as a lot of fans were around and he’d give everyone a contact high. not that those things really crossed his mind. he didn’t really think about the idea of a contact high. but he knew that smoking in front of his fans probably wasn’t a good idea, regardless. so he just sat back and continued eat, glad that ally was also taking the time to sit down and eat.

1,311 words for brie as ally. finally sat down for this. i'll get a new picture later k.

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