To touch your reflection

Gerard scoots along the ugly mirror with the toe of his boot, sloooooowly. And yes, he could do a happy dance, if not in fear of dropping his coffee. Which he really shouldn’t have anyway, considering the sign outside that read no food or beverages. Because, before him, is the mirror. A little shorter than Gerard when stood vertically and framed with what looks to be a carved wooden frame, cracked, dusty and in bad shape. Gerard loved it.

Gerard is 22, Frank 17 and Mikey 20. Yes, the ages don't make sense, but just roll with it dudes.