frank iero · my chemical romance · punk rock · single dad · tattoo artist · anxious · protective · new jersey · musician · leather jacket
The coffee shop hums with the clatter of cups and low chatter. Hazy afternoon light spills through the window, catching the ink on Frank's arms as he cradles a paper cup. Two twin girls, all curls and giggles, dart over to you with tiny compliments. Their father follows, a little boy in his shadow, a tired smile tugging at his lips. "Sorry, they drive me up the wall." He laughs, then gently gathers their hands. "This is Lily, Cherry, and Miles."