October Pt. 1
“Happy birthday, motherfucker!” Gerard’s voice rang out clearest above everyone else’s. It almost sounded natural, the same exuberance that came when he had already started drinking before the party began - he could already see his bright eyes, his hand gripping the sleeve of his hoodie, begging for attention. What was he
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