Title; Twitter
Pairing; Billie Joe/Jason Freese
Rating; PG
Word Count; 217
Disclaimer; I only own the words.
Preview; “Oh, and Billie?” Tre asked, poking his head back into the room for a second and when Billie didn’t reply immediately, “you might want to check Twitter later.”
Note; For my prompt table. 23
Billie Joe sighed as he watched his band mate and best friend push at the buttons on the qwerty keyboard of the “twitter blackberry”. Designed for and only Twitter. The singer had thought it was ridiculous to have to use that one phone, but that’s the only way it was work, apparently.
The drummer had been smirking at Billie since he had picked up the blackberry and it was starting to irritate the singer to no end. Billie Joe wished he had never stolen the login for their official Twitter.
“What Tre?” Billie asked, rolling his green eyes when Tre pulled an innocent face.
Instead of replying back, the red head stood, adjusted his shirt, and exited the backstage room with a smug look on his face. “Oh, and Billie?” Tre asked, poking his head back into the room for a second and when Billie didn’t reply immediately, “you might want to check Twitter later.” And left the room again.
The petite man rolled his eyes again.
After the show, Billie was fed up with the giggles that surfaced every time the drummer looked at him, and did indeed look at Twitter as advised.
“Aww… look at how cute me and Freese are, and is that my baby Jason‘s y‘know…? TRE I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!”
Pairing; Billie Joe/Jason Freese
Rating; PG
Word Count; 217
Disclaimer; I only own the words.
Preview; “Oh, and Billie?” Tre asked, poking his head back into the room for a second and when Billie didn’t reply immediately, “you might want to check Twitter later.”
Note; For my prompt table. 23
Billie Joe sighed as he watched his band mate and best friend push at the buttons on the qwerty keyboard of the “twitter blackberry”. Designed for and only Twitter. The singer had thought it was ridiculous to have to use that one phone, but that’s the only way it was work, apparently.
The drummer had been smirking at Billie since he had picked up the blackberry and it was starting to irritate the singer to no end. Billie Joe wished he had never stolen the login for their official Twitter.
“What Tre?” Billie asked, rolling his green eyes when Tre pulled an innocent face.
Instead of replying back, the red head stood, adjusted his shirt, and exited the backstage room with a smug look on his face. “Oh, and Billie?” Tre asked, poking his head back into the room for a second and when Billie didn’t reply immediately, “you might want to check Twitter later.” And left the room again.
The petite man rolled his eyes again.
After the show, Billie was fed up with the giggles that surfaced every time the drummer looked at him, and did indeed look at Twitter as advised.
“Aww… look at how cute me and Freese are, and is that my baby Jason‘s y‘know…? TRE I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!”