ace recently told you he heard your boyfriend, paul stanley; hook up with a groupie in the van. you were pissed. how could he do that to you?

you barged into his apartment and slammed the door open. “What the fuck paul? a groupie? seriously??” you said in frustration as he looked at you with confusion.

“a groupie? what are you talking about?” he asked in a genuine concerned tone. he was sitting on the couch. turns out ace didn’t hear paul, he heard eric. paul had done nothing wrong.