Dear Gerard,
Your curiosity is understandable. God, where do I start? I work as a receptionist for a clothing designer on the weekdays. I don't do much of the sports thing and I certainly won't judge you if you don't. I play in a band, but don't worry; we practice at a friends outside of the city. I also listen to a lot of music, again, don't worry. I won't blare noise. I use headphones for that. So, if you knock and I don't answer it's most likely because I'm listening to my noise. I spend most of my time out, in my room, or in the living room. I do have some not-so-good traits, though. For one, I do smoke weed in the windowsill. I also have a habit of coming home late-ish. I don't cook, well. I can cook. Just not well. I'm not stingy with my food. But, it is expected of you to be considerate and pitch in with the food supply. One more thing, will you tell me about yourself?
Sincerely, Frank
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Just Roommates
FanfictionGerard moves in with his new roommate. But, why does Gerard feel so homophobic when Frank starts to bring boys home? He's never had a history of acting this way before. Could it be? No.
