Mikey yanks him out of bed. He drags Gerard into the bathroom and turns on the shower and shoves him in, hard, Gerard’s shoulder banging against the tile. He shivers under the cold spray and he remembers the anger he sees in Mikey’s face, in the set of his shoulders and the way he’s breathing. He remembers Mikey being that angry and shoving him into to showers to sober him up, to wash the stink and blood and vomit of a bender off his skin, to try and calm him when the coke had him amped up and shaking.
