Gerard wishes he had more coping mechanisms than flushing, banging his head on the table, and hating fucking Pete Wentz.
It's not just getting caught drawing that - though that's bad enough - it's knowing he's actually not handling this well and having no idea why.
It's not that he has a problem with Bob or Patrick. Or even BobandPatrick. And he's pretty sure he's not harboring a secret passion for either, so he's acting like a douche for no good reason.
He crumples the drawing up before Mikey can complete his not-at-all-stealthy grab for it and shoves it in his pocket. It's bad enough Bob - and probably Patrick soon enough - knows he drew it. He really doesn't want to be known as that kind of skeezy friend.
Even if it was going to be a pretty awesome drawing.
His phone vibrates in his pocket and he opens it without checking the caller ID, "Hello?"
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Pete?"
"You told Bob? Patrick is on a fucking rampage over here. Blaming me!"
"No, I didn't say anything to Bob. And it was your idea."
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Date: 2008-02-06 04:30 pm (UTC)Gerard wishes he had more coping mechanisms than flushing, banging his head on the table, and hating fucking Pete Wentz.
It's not just getting caught drawing that - though that's bad enough - it's knowing he's actually not handling this well and having no idea why.
It's not that he has a problem with Bob or Patrick. Or even BobandPatrick. And he's pretty sure he's not harboring a secret passion for either, so he's acting like a douche for no good reason.
He crumples the drawing up before Mikey can complete his not-at-all-stealthy grab for it and shoves it in his pocket. It's bad enough Bob - and probably Patrick soon enough - knows he drew it. He really doesn't want to be known as that kind of skeezy friend.
Even if it was going to be a pretty awesome drawing.
His phone vibrates in his pocket and he opens it without checking the caller ID, "Hello?"
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Pete?"
"You told Bob? Patrick is on a fucking rampage over here. Blaming me!"
"No, I didn't say anything to Bob. And it was your idea."
"Fuck off, Way. This is war now."