Status: Second Frerard, be patient with me. I'm trying to write this well.
You're Never Gonna Fit In Much, Kid.
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Gerard's POV
"So are you cool with staying with Bob and Ray?"
"Uh, yeah. I guess so."
I sighed. He guesses so? What does that mean?
"I want you to be sure, Frank. You can't stay with me."
"Well why not?"
Because I haven't had my fix since that night we spent at Bob and Ray's and I fucking need it. I need the fucking drugs and I need the fucking alcohol.
"I'm not a person you want to live with."
"So you're sending me to Bob and Ray's? The first time I met them everyone was drunk."
"Frank.."
"Gerard, please let me live with you."
"You can visit every day. You're not very far away from me, okay?"
Frank nodded.
"Okay."
"So are you cool with staying with Bob and Ray?"
"Uh, yeah. I guess so."
I sighed. He guesses so? What does that mean?
"I want you to be sure, Frank. You can't stay with me."
"Well why not?"
Because I haven't had my fix since that night we spent at Bob and Ray's and I fucking need it. I need the fucking drugs and I need the fucking alcohol.
"I'm not a person you want to live with."
"So you're sending me to Bob and Ray's? The first time I met them everyone was drunk."
"Frank.."
"Gerard, please let me live with you."
"You can visit every day. You're not very far away from me, okay?"
Frank nodded.
"Okay."
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