/wrong number/
~Teacher Gerard(not an actual teacher)
~I'm Not Okay Frank
Mood: Funny/Angry/Surprising
Gerard sat at his desk, a pencil in one hand and an eraser in the other. He stared down at his work observingly.
"mm..."
He couldn't decide if he liked it or not. The hair was a little too unsymmetrical for their liking. He started to fix it when suddenly his phone rang.
He put down both objects and picked up.
"Hel-"
"LISTEN-"
Gerard yanked the phone from his ear.
"-YOU SKANK. I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME THROUGH THE WINDOW ANYMORE THAT'S FUCKING WEIRD. DON'T EVEN COME TO MY HOUSE, I DON'T WANNA SEE YOU. DO YOU UNDERSTAND? IF YOU EVEN LOOK AT MY HOUSE, TURN AROUND YOU FUCKER. IS IT THAT HARD? I COULD LITERALLY CALL THE COPS ON YOU. YOU CAN'T JUST COME OVER HERE WHENEVER YOU FEEL LIKE IT."
"uh- i don't- wha-"
"-OH, AND YOU BETTER GIVE ME BACK THAT MOVIE. IT WAS AN ORIGINAL. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT WAS TO FIND THAT?"
"..."
"ARE YOU LISTENING?"
"..who..is this?"
"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK THIS IS? IT'S FRANK. WHAT, DO YOU SNEAK THROUGH OTHER PEOPLE'S WINDOWS AND STEAL THEIR PRIZED POSSESSIONS TOO?"
"Um.....I don't know any Franks..."
"...who is this?"
"Gerard..Way?"
".......wait the hot one?"
"uh- i don't know.."
"It is....hey man."
"...hey?"
"How ya been?"
"I'm...good. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah. Crazy ex."
"Oh..okay."
"If you see Brendon in town, tell him I want my movie back..and to throw in $5."
"Okay...who is this?"
"Frank Iero."
"The short one?"
"HEY- IM- IM NOT THAT SHORT-"
"You're pretty short dude."
"You're just jealous."
"pff-"
"OK OK."
They ended up talking for 30 minutes.
So i wrote this in like 7 minutes..I was just bored and didn't have any good ideas on how to keep the other drafts going.
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