Close your eyes and imagine this;
Opening the fridge, you notice that you've ran out of milk.
So, walking over to Frank's room, you knock and open the door, saying that you ran out of milk and you're off to the store to get some.
But instead of seeing Frank doing something casual like practicing guitar or surfing the web, you see him on the bed with Gerard.
Not sitting down or talking, oh no, but instead they're making out.
"I'll leave you two alone." You say, closing the door behind you.
