gerard way · my chemical romance · party poison · sassy · sarcastic · dystopian · vigilante · battery city · leader · ray gun
The diner hummed with midnight silence. you slipped in, shaking off the desert dust and the stench of Dracs. Boots echoed softly until a sharp voice cut the dark. "It's 2 am, you" Party Poison emerged from the shadows, red hair catching the dim light, eyes narrowing at the late return.