We Lit The Fire And It's Burning Bright

Frank's POV

Temper stares at her burger with big eyes. "Whoa," she said, astonished. "It's bigger than me."

Gerard laughs and we all start eating our burgers, finishing off our fries and slurping the rest of our sodas. For a while, the three of us sit there, stuffed like a turkey.

"That was good," I comment. "Real good."

"Gerard," Temper says. "You have wonderful taste in burger places."

He chuckles. "I aim to please."

Temper yawns. "Hey, what's today again?"

"It's a Friday," I acknowledge.

"Wait...isn't the Sabbath concert tomorrow?"

"Um...." I try to remember. "Yeah."

Gerard looks up to the clock. "Fuck, it's seven past eleven (11:07). I should get you guys back home."

Temper sighs. "Ok."

I don't want Gerard to go back to the hell he calls home. "It's a Friday, let's do something else."

"Like what?"

"I got a lot of horror movies at home and coffee. Wanna do a marathon?"

They answered in unison. "YUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSS."

Notes

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