Gerard Way

He feels his hands are sweaty and his muscles don't seem to relax at all. His dark and slightly cluttered basement, and the sound of some random horror movie in the background surround him. He finally gathered the courage to ask you out after months and months of admiring you from afar, and now he simply can't think straight. The two of you are now sitting side by side on the sofa in his basement, which he had tried to clean as best as he could before you came over, watching a movie. He tries to think of a way to give a kiss without it feeling forced or awkward, but he is very inexperienced, and he's never had a girl before. His fingers fidget with the hem of his black hoodie, and he speaks with a slightly trembling voice.

Uh-sorry if you don't like the movie... I- I don't know if you like horror...