We'd finally made it back home and I was headed to my room when I was stopped by some odd noise coming from the Small closet next to the bathroom. I listened outsides the door and I just heard strange noises. I swung the door open and I couldn't believe what a saw.
Frank. Frank Iero was in my bathroom closet. How did he even fit in there? Wait. He's like four feet tall.
"Dude, what the fuck are you doing in my bathroom closet?" I asked.
"What the fuck does it look like in doing?" a high pitched chipmunk voice said. I couldn't stand it.
"Whatever, just don't sing. You sound like a chipmunk." I said, shaking my head.
"I LOVE THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL I LOVE IT I LO-" and before he could finish, I shoved a tiny towel in his face and shut the door.
'Okeeeeeey' I thought, walking into my room plopping myself on my bed. I laid down and drifted off to sleep.
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v short update but it's been hell getting ready for school so I've been really distracted from stuff I will defiantly try to update this weekend though bc it's sort if unfair leaving you with just this
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problem // clemmings
Fanfiction"dude what the fuck" warning: this story contains v much sass, sarcasticness and the word fuck. it may be offensive to some readers. but like seriously I say fuck a lot and it has nothing to do with their personalities whatsoever it's just basicall...
