Gerard and Frank stomped up the steps back to Frank's room, talking about something that was probably stupid when Gerard stopped short. There was now a little mattress on Frank's floor, dressed with blankets and one of Frank's pillows. Frank's mom must have done it. "Oh, lord," Frank said rolling his eyes. "One sec,"
He trudged down the stairs and Gerard was left facing his isolation, neatly made for him on the floor.
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I Drew You Once in Art Class
FanfictionPlease god i wrote this as a sad 14 year old who projected everything onto her characters. Keep your expectations LOWER THAN ZERO GUYS PLEASE
