with: hank bramson ( @hxnkbrxmson ) where: hank's home, driftwood haven
despite his teasing, roman did not turn up to hank's wearing something low-cut and slutty. he behaved himself and turned up in a long-sleeved white henley shirt and dark blue denim jeans, all well-fitted and comfortable. his jacket was green plaid and fleeced lined to keep away the january cold. since their last conversation, roman had made time to get a haircut and a beard trim, no longer the wild man he'd slowly become since last summer. despite promising to, he had not turned up empty-handed - his mother had raised him better than that.
"hi." he greeted hank warmly at the door, flashing him a brilliant smile. it felt silly, but he was excited. he was curious to see how hank lived, what his space looked like, and was genuinely looking forward to spending time with him outside of the diner. he almost had butterflies. "you're gonna be mad at me, but i promise it's worth it." roman teased, lifting the brown paper bag for hank to see.