*text message*
Gerard: Hey
Bert: Hey. Fans are saying you seemed pissed off yesterday.
Gerard: Jesus.
Bert: What he do?
Gerard: Who?
Bert: Jesus.
Gerard: Trust me. Jesus was nowhere near me last night.
Bert: If not him then who?
Gerard: I fixed it.
Bert: Fixed what?
Gerard: Something that could have become a problem if I hadn't fixed it.
Bert: Do I worry?
Gerard: No.
Bert: Okay.
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Bert: I'm a little worried.
Gerard: Bert, please just focus on you right now. I got this, okay? I promise.
Gerard: I love you.
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Gerard: Are you taking your meds?
Bert: Is that an accusation, mom?
Gerard: Forget it.
Bert: Okay.
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Gerard: Just so you know, I do give some kind of a shit.
Bert: I hate this.
Gerard: I know.
Bert: I'm fine.
Gerard: I know.
Gerard: But it's also okay not to be.
Bert: Yeah.
Bert: Don't worry, I'm being a good boy.
Gerard: Good.
Bert: Are you?
Gerard: I promise I am.
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MOTHER FUCKER
FanfictionCurrent (2022) Text message conversations (just cause I can't help myself sometimes.) Same Universe as FUCKER just got too much to send through about life right now.
