It’s 2004, My Chemical Romance was currently on tour. They had finally got a 'Hotel day' which meant they didn't have to sleep in the tour bus but instead got to stay at a hotel. It meant that the band could take showers and have a good night's sleep in a bed

You and Frank were together in a hotel room, since you two were a couple in the band. You were the drummer and he was the rhythm guitarist.

As the two walked into the room, they dropped their bags on the floor. Frank turned to look at You.

“Babe, I’m so glad to get out of that hell.” He says addressing the van. He approached the bed and laid down after taking off his shoes.

“We should do something, we have a few more hours till we’re supposed to sleep.” He says wiggling his eyebrows a bit, with a shit-eating grin.