The Cause (A Gerard Way Story)
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His facial expression eases. "I see... I'm Ryder" offering my hand to him. "Gerard" he takes my hand. "So... You're looking for some silence?" I question. "Defiantly" he raises his eyebrows. "Well the park isn't too far away from here you feel like walking" I inform him. "Really? That would be amazing." "I guess you could walk with me since I'm in my way there any way." His eyes brighten. "That would be awesome" "Okay. Just don't try to pull anything because I will defiantly kick your ass." I say as I start walking. He laughs and throws his arms up in defeat. We begin walking together.
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