"Your mom is very understanding, gerard." Frank spoke up, stroking gerards pale hands.
"Oh yes! My dad isn't here, and my grandma passed away...so she's being very caring to all of us." Gerard smiled, and mikey nodded in approval as well.
Mikey then scratched his head, and looked over to the two of them, especially frank, though his eye glasses.
"Er,,thanks man, for helping me out last time, and you too, gerard. Ray and i are best friends now." Mikey crinkled an awkward smile, and gerard hugged his younger brother.
"I'm so proud of you mikey." Gerard laughed, and frank joined in.
Frank really liked the atmosphere of this house, so unlike his own.
Well, his house wasn't bad. It was pristine, beautiful, rich, and everything in between.
But he was missing his parents, since he was an only child, despite of himself.
Frank got woken from his stance, as donna came in, with a white tray full of pudding cake, filled with white cream and strawberries.
She also had a pot of steaming Darjeeling tea, and american coffee.
