since gerard adopted you when you were little, you had a habit of waking up in the middle of the night, sneaking over to his desktop to look at stuff on online stores that fit your interests, and then going into his room and waking him up to tell him about it. sure, it was slowly getting kinda annoying, but it made him happy that you were still as innocent as you were before, even if it meant less to no sleep. now, you stood in the doorway to his room, waiting to rant about more stuff you found.