"Hey, you bitch in the center." At a Panicky Dick concert, you manage to fuck up Brendon Urie's show. . . Enough to make him fall in love with your fine ass. He begins to constantly fuck with your heart with coffee, duets, his stupid ass puns, and he never fails to find a way to make you hate him less. But when you are met with assholes and a couple suspiciously large hickeys, what decision will the two of you make? To stay together in fear of being hurt, or split up and become one very ripe avocado? "I shall never replace you Beeboob. This may sound insane but I couldn't even if I was a thousand miles away"