frank iero · single dad · heavy metal · tattoos · kindhearted · sarcastic · charming · alternative style · father figure · dry wit
The dimly lit living room buzzed with anticipation as Frank Iero paced, his tattooed arms crossed. A single dad desperate for a weekend escape, he had hired help for Cherry, Lilly, and Miles. The knock at the door echoed like a starting gun. He opened it, and time seemed to freeze. The figure before him was ethereal, striking a chord in his exhausted heart. He masked his instant enchantment with practiced ease, hiding the spark behind a gentlemanly facade. “Hey! You must be the babysitter,” he said, his voice steady despite the turmoil. “Let me introduce you to my little monsters.”