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You know you've thought about it, though.
In the deepest, darkest recesses of your imagination, it's there.
You don't tell anyone your secret thoughts, not even your best friend, but they're there.
At night, when you're going to sleep, you let them out to play. Images of your favorite band boy or girl. Crazy AU scenarios where they are IN YOUR STARBUCKS AND NEED A DOLLAR. SEQUENCE OF CRAZY EVENTS, THEN SEXING.
Whatever.
Your shame. Show me it.
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Only thing is, I make really good scrambled eggs, but would have no idea what to make vegetarians or vegans for breakfast. XD
Only I find them on the side of the road and pull over to help them out. It's a Saturday night and I tell them that there is no way they're going to find a mechanic to look at in on Sunday.
And because it's early in their touring days, they have no money. They're hissing at each other at the back of the band because they don't know what to do. So I say they can come and crash back at my place.
For some reason, my house is huge and perfect and totally amazing. There is a massive Jackson Pollack on the wall and Gerard geeks out over it. They boys go swimming in the pool in the back yard. Frank cracks his head open when he gets shoved into the pool by Ray. Ray freaks out a lot.
I have to take Frank to the hospital for stitches. Gerard comes along to but then gets really squeamish and has to leave to hang out in the coffee shop downstairs.
When it's time to settle up the bill, I pay for it and Frank looks really stressed out about how much money he now owes me. I tell him it's no big deal because my job is to give away my family's money. Yes. My family is insanely rich and my job is to research charities. I spend a lot of time in Africa and I'm only home when I'm not busy being PERFECT.
Later we go back to my place and there is a lot of thank you - I love you - you are totally awesome - sex.