I'm Low On Gas and You Need a Jacket
Summary
“Me and Bert…we never really clicked,” Gerard agreed. “I guess it’s what I’ve been looking for, too. That…that click.”
“Yeah?” asked Frank, leaning over.
“Yeah,” Gerard replied, words catching in his throat as he cast his eyes down.
The next words were barely audible, although they were murmured next to Gerard’s ear. “Like this?”
A short Christmas drabble, when Gerard runs out of gas on a highway and meets Frank, a short punk without a jacket.
“Yeah?” asked Frank, leaning over.
“Yeah,” Gerard replied, words catching in his throat as he cast his eyes down.
The next words were barely audible, although they were murmured next to Gerard’s ear. “Like this?”
A short Christmas drabble, when Gerard runs out of gas on a highway and meets Frank, a short punk without a jacket.
Who am I kidding?
Forever alone, man.
12/26/13