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Gerard set their plates down on the table. And their cupsAnd the breadsticks. "Okaay here it is" 

"gerard.... I dont understand..." ray pleaded for gerards attention but was met with an uninterested stare. 

"what the fuck do you mean you came here to eat and i gave you food. eat your fucking alfredo"

"no... why you left the band......" ray  sighed. did gerard hate them?

"we're in the middle of recording a new album gerard... you can't just leave..." frank added.

"um yes i can..."

"okay well its not moral????" frank retorted. 

"moral more like"

"gerard this isnt funny!!!!!" ray raised his voice while gerard hit the whip and also the nae nae

strangely, mikey didnt say a word. when frank looked over he was................crying!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"OMG MIKEY WHATS WRONG" ray asked!!!!.screamed!!!!!!!!!!

"mikey.....im sorry for popping your jugular..." frank sighed. "itll happen again...". mikey  sobbed. frank looked pleadingly at gerard🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺"can you pleeease stop being a bitch" frank pleaded.

"no"

frank Sighed and turned back to mikey.

 gerard was staring and rollyong their eyes repeatedly. "gerard what the fuck thats your brother" frank said

"ummmmmm well sucks to be him lmao" gerard said before promptly leaving the table.

"what the fuck" frnansk 

ray sighed. "whats his problem..."  it didnt make sense... gerard was all of their best friend!!!s!!!!ray thought back on all the memories they had and teared up. and nwo. It was all over. Because gerard wanted to work at Fucking olive garden.

mikey still hadnt said a word and just sobbed violently. frank rubbed his back.  "FRANK YOU TINY ITTY BITTY  TEACUP FITTING LITTLE BITCH DO NOT TOUCHING ME"mikey screamed

"sigh" frank said, staring down at his alfredo. at this point eating was the least of their priorities.

"no but seriously, whats going on with them?? this isnt like gerard.." ray sighed..."why is he doing this....."

"HES GONNA FUCKING EXPLODE!!!!!!!!!!"MIKEY BAWLED



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