Creative Misspellings and Rude Introductions

Frank hummed quietly as he brought the cup up to the dispenser. He pressed a button and whipped cream began to squirt out. He counted the seconds to the beat of a Beatles song.

1. 2. 3. 4.

Frank pressed the button again and set the cup down, now humming along to All Together Now with a slight smile playing at his lips. The room was relatively loud, despite the few people there, and he graduated to singing ever so quietly.

"One, two, three, four, can I have a little more!" Frank grinned as he finished off his drink, spinning around on his heel and handing the drink to a customer. He turned back to his station and started the second drink, waiting for his beat cue to continue. He turned around and handed the last drink to the person before leaning down to pick up a dropped quarter.

Just as Frank was about to begin singing, he flinched when he heard a new voice finishing his lyric.

"5, 6, 7 8 9 10! I love you!" Frank sat up quickly, greeted with large hazel eyes gazing back at him. Cherry red hair was between the look, and a knowing smirk decorated his lips.

"Oh, hi!" Frank quirked up an eyebrow as he greeted Gerard.

"Hey, Frankie. Y'know, I never knew you liked The Beatles!" He smiled fondly and leaned his elbows onto the counter. Frank chuckled softly and shrugged.

"I mean- Yeah, they're good. It's not like I know everything about them and know the lyrics and guitar to ever song they've ever had and- Uh, shit, sorry. I'm rambling again.." He trailed off.

"Aww.. I love them. I wish I'd been able to see them live." Gerard returned the grin and ran a hand through his hair.

Frank nodded. "Oh, yeah, of course. Everyone wishes they did!"

Gerard chuckled and ordered his usual drink.

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