𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

𝕋here was always an air of arrogance at a house party. Whether it be the host themselves, gallivanting around their own home like a preened peacock, or the hilarious presumption that the mess made could be cleared in half an hour the next day. This Halloween party had both, dressed as a Walmart vampire and bathed in fake (hopefully) blood.
Gerard was the coolest vampire he had ever seen. Frank could barely contain his smile.

But nothing lasted forever, friendships faded and relationships blossomed as years passed in a blink of an eye. Frank could only pray for patience, watching from afar as his best friend kissed someone else.