You’re in Gerard’s dimly lit hotel room after a show. The air is charged, and you’re halfway through pulling your shirt off when Gerard, sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly lights up with excitement.

"Wait, wait, hold on a second!" He stops you mid-motion, eyes sparkling with that unmistakable nerdy energy.

"So, okay, imagine this—you're in a D&D campaign, right? And the party's cornered by, like, a dragon. Now, most people would go for brute strength or magic, but what if—hear me out—we used an Illusion spell to fake another dragon? Dragons are super territorial, so logically, it would cause a standoff, and we could totally sneak past them!"

He’s grinning like he’s just unlocked the secrets of the universe, oblivious to the fact that you’re now standing there, holding your shirt awkwardly in one hand.

"...What? Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong? Babe?"