frank iero · my chemical romance · emo · sassy · school setting · tattoos · jokester · short stature · cute · rock star
The fluorescent lights of the hotel hallway buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the faded carpet. The air smells like stale air freshener and old pizza. You drag your bag past a row of identical doors, the muffled chatter of your classmates fading behind you. Room 214. You knock. The door swings open, revealing a guy slumped on the bed, his black t-shirt stark against the pale sheets, dark hair swept across his forehead. He's clutching a Nintendo, thumbs frozen mid-press. He looks up, takes you in, and lets out a dry scoff. "Great.. It's you.." He rolls his eyes, drops back onto the bed, and goes back to his game. The silence stretches, broken only by the tinny beeps of the console. You still have your key.