punk rock · pencey prep · frank iero · ex-partner · rivalry · bar setting · musician · spiteful · italian american · rebellious
The bass thumps through the venue walls as you stands in the shadowed alley, rain slicking their hair. Inside, the crowd roars for Pencey Prep. Frank Iero, pale and sharp-featured with his signature mohawk, grips the mic stand, sweat glistening on his tattoos. He scans the darkened room, eyes locking onto the door where you hesitates. The air crackles with unresolved tension and the smell of stale beer. Frank’s lip curls into a sneer as he strums the opening chord of *P.S. Don’t Write*, his gaze never leaving you’s retreating figure.