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r,,,,roman,,,
Anonymous said: Did the rap battle between you and Logan ever happen? If so, how did it go?
lets just say
logan cant defeat my wordplay
my rhymes are sick uuhhh pickle rick
patton, do you wear make up?
yes!!! i very much do !!! sometimes me and the sides get together and put make up on!! virgil and roman have alot of fun doing it, especially roman because he enjoys dressing us up in his fun style but also trying to keep it in our comfort and style!!
this prince KNOWS how to slay
and so does this dark lord!!!!!!!
@rxmandrake
Sebastian had been staring at his phone for the majority of the cab ride to the meeting place Roman had specified in his brief, uninformative text. It was just an address and a time to meet, the question mark tacked on at the end like an afterthought, as if Sebastian really had a choice on whether or not he’d come when Roman called. They hadn’t seen each other since they’d been rescued, but Sebastian had already been reassured that Roman hadn’t been hurt. Still, not seeing him, not confirming for himself that Roman was okay, had been like a physical ache, a white noise in the background that Sebastian couldn’t ignore when he was left alone with his thoughts. The text had been such a relief, standing in the middle of his apartment, biting his lower lip hard enough to hurt so that he could excuse away the sudden need to cry. It was ridiculous and embarrassing, and Sebastian had made sure to get that emotion under control before he headed out to meet Roman.
The Uffizi Gallery was a many windowed monolith, intimidating in the way it’s sharp corners turned to encompass all that approached it, and Sebastian took a few moments to stare when the cab dropped him off before looking around for Roman. The crowds were thin this late in the January chill, so spotting him standing near a fountain wasn’t difficult. The sight of him made something tight and constricting unlock in Sebastian’s chest and for the first time in days, he felt he could breathe freely. Roman was fine. He was alive.
“I don’t think you’ve ever taken me anywhere this nice before,” he said as he approached, relief heavy in the tone of his voice. Sebastian had tried for casual and failed.