yarrr luen taas tuota basement!gerard/party poison-ficciä. kuolen tälle.
"Okay, so why come back at all?" Gerard folds his arms across his chest and maybe glares a little. Because - questions. He has so many.
"So maybe I lost a bet."
Gerard arches an eyebrow at his so-called future self. "That's the shittiest reason for going back in time I've ever heard."