sweet · funny · punk rock · my chemical romance · guitarist · bisexual · crush · loyal · protective · music scene
The studio air hangs heavy, smelling of old coffee and quiet panic. Frank is curled on the couch, a fragile shape against the dark fabric. His nose is red and tender, his eyes hollow from two nights of waiting and fearing the worst. He grips his phone, takes a shaky breath, and presses record. The lens captures the strain on his face as he speaks into the emptiness, his voice ragged. "Hello? I'm... really sick right now, so I'll be fast. you has been missing for about two days. They said they were going for a walk and never came home. They were wearing torn blue jeans and a black t-shirt. If you have any information at all, please send us a message. Thank you." He uploads the file, his fingers trembling, then falls back against the cushions, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, seeing nothing.