Writing A New Ending

The names Roman. Roman Rumancek, I'm an aspiring screen writer. But, with no in on the bizz, I work at Kinder-Care. I've fallen in love with the most amazing woman in the world. My little red, Mallory.

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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“Liar, you only won when you cheated!” she yelled back, still grinning.  Quickly toeing off her stilettos, she tossed them next to Roman’s jacket before launching herself at the nearest fire escape, pulling her body up into the air.  Hand-over-hand, she climbed up the outside after her friend, laughing delightedly. 

“Cheated? I never cheat. You’re the one who always cheats.” He called back. Pulling himself up onto the roof, the wolf took in a deep breath. The smell of the city tainted his nostrils. Even when he had first moved here, he’d never gone for a proper run. This was his chance. Stripping off his shoes tossing them over the edge, along with his shirt, Roman bounced excitedly on the balls of his feet. 

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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New York had been fun so far, but now Rose knew what it had been missing - some real fun, the kind that was dangerous and stupid and gave you an adrenaline rush.  “I always am,” she replied, shooting her friend a fanged grin as she rolled her shoulders slightly  “Say, how good are the roofs in this town for racing? Bet ya I’m still faster than you.”

“Faster than me? You never were faster then me.” Roman said before running toward the closest alley way. Stripping off his leather jacket he dropped it in a dumpster, then proceeded to scale the nearest brick wall. He’d missed this, the feeling of free abandon, the feeling of doing wrong. “Come on slow-poke!” He called down to her. 

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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Having already settled their tab with the bartender, Rose tossed back the rest of her drink, grinning at her friend as she slid off of the bar stool. “Let’s get shakin’ then,” she drawled, grabbing his wrist and all but pulling him out of the bar.  “Big city, plenty of people to screw with.  What kinda hell you wanna raise tonight, Wolfie?”  She couldn’t help but laugh at her own choice of words - it was what she used to say every time they went out together in Dallas.

“What kinda hell? I don’t know.” Roman knew deep down this was a bad idea. But, the adrenaline coursing through his veins, mixed with the liquor was making him throw caution to the wind. “Fresh hell sounds like fun.” He replied. Coming up to a corner Roman stopped to look around, cracking his knuckles as he started to stretch his limbs, a routine he’d done often while in Dallas. Taking a few steps forward the wolf glanced back over his shoulder to the vampire.Eyes flashing a bright yellow as he grinned. “You ready?”

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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Rose leaned back against the bar, a wide, delighted grin curling her lips.  Even more fun to be had, it seemed.  Another benefit to getting together with her old friend.  “By all means,” she agreed, waving a hand and taking another sip of her drink.  “Don’t want her to worry at all, of course.”

Getting up from the seat, Roman quickly shuffled to a quiet corner to call Mallory. One ring, two ring...there was no answer. He left a message and sent two texts before walking back to Rosemary. “Well, I’m ready when you are.” Rubbing his hands together, the wolf could feel a level of excitement starting to boil in him. It was the adrenaline. Just the idea of going out and getting into trouble. 

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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Rose burst out laughing at the reminder.  “Tha’s right, you got hungry and kept complaining about how much you wanted bacon.  Poor pig.”  She could feel the tequila taking effect, filling her mind with the certainty that she could do anything, the entire reason she loved this feeling.  “Well you are drinking tequila with your former partner-in-crime at the moment,” she drawled, shooting him a mischievous smile as she leaned forward, a challenge in her eyes.  “Whaddya say, Wolfie?  Wanna raise a bit of hell?”

Checking the watch on his wrist, Roman frowned. He should be home by now, and he could bet Mallory was starting to worry. “I uhh, I guess. Just, let me call my girlfriend first, ya? I don’t want her to worry to much alright.” The werewolf said reaching into his pocket to search for his phone.

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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Rose nodded, flashing the bartender a grin and a wink as he slid the cocktail in front of her.  “Just cause we were laughin’ loud.  I think he was still peeved over us gettin’ away with the whole ‘pigs in the police station’ thing.  Now that was a brilliant night,” she chuckled, taking a sip of her drink before frowning.  “Although in retrospect I don’t remember what we did with the pigs afterwards.”

“Well, I ate one.” Roman said picking slightly at his teeth. “God, that was an amazing night. Four pigs numbered one, three, and four. Watching them scramble around like chickens with their heads cut off looking for number two. It was fantastic.” The wolf could feel the liquor slipping deeper into his system, his body felt warmer than usual. “Now I’m starting to wonder why I haven’t done weird shit like that anymore.”

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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“Of course. Make merry, and all that jazz.  Oh, and a Red-headed Slut for me, doll,” she added to the bartender with a wink.  She raised an eyebrow at Roman’s words, a light chuckle escaping her lips as she raised the third shot to her mouth.  “Damn, and I thought I was the violent one in this friendship. Tell us how ya really feel, Wolfie,” she teased, still grinning as she took the shot and slammed the glass down.  “Nah, but I agree wth ya.  He was a out-and-all bastard, wasn’t he?”

“You are the violent one, I just think the world would be better without fat Krupke walking around in it. Don’t you remember he tried to get me arrested for sitting on the front stoop of our own apartment. Saying we were ‘disturbing the peace’ or some shit like that.”

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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Rose threw her head back, laughing loudly.  “Krupke, tha’s it! Dear Kindly Seargent Krupke, you gotta understand, it’s just our bringing up-ke, tha’ gets us outta hand! Ooh, he was spittin’ mad.”  Still chuckling, she lifted another shot into the air.  “Well, a toast to the good officer, wherever he may be,” she smirked before tossing it back.

Roman laughed shaking his head, “Of course you would start singing.” The wolf grumbled. Nodding to the bartender, Roman order another round of shots and a glass of whiskey for himself. “I hope he’s face down in a river or something.” He said taking the shot that was set in front of him.

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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“No kidding?” Rose raised an eyebrow, chuckling as she grabbed a shot for herself and threw it back.  “So almost everyone ended up in New York, even if only temporarily.”  She flicked her tongue over her lips thoughtfully, chasing the taste of the tequila.  “Well, we sure used to get into some scraps with those guys.  Remember there was that one police officer who ended up knowing us all by name? Officer… oh…”  She snapped her fingers a few times, trying to remember.

Roman instantly started to laugh at the mention of the police officer. Picking up his second shot he swirled it around before answering her question. “Krupke.” Knocking back the second shot, the wolf flipped the glass upside down and put it on the counter. “I remember because one of the guys with us started singing the song from the musical and we all just lost it.” 

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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“Oh, the tequila-fueled memories,” she laughed, signalling to the bartender - a rather pretty blonde.  “Two shots of tequila, doll,” she purred, unable to help but flutter her eyelashes slightly at the woman before she turned back to Roman with a grin.  “Speaking of which, you ever hear from any of the folks we used to run ‘round with down there?”

Knocking back one of the shots Roman nodded. “Yea, remember the little skinny ginger kid, Ralph? He works at the bar that I work at. He hasn’t changed much, still a skinny awkward mess.” The wolf teased. “Uh, I saw Dominic and Rachel a few weeks ago at the farmers market, but I don’t think they are in town anymore.” 

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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“What can I say, desperate times call for desperate measures.  Had to get ya to come out with me somehow,” she teased, shedding her jacket and draping it over one arm as they entered the bar.  She found herself automatically scanning the room for potential prey, before reminding herself that this wasn’t that sort of night.  This was the time to catch up with an old friend.  “How’s tequila for a first round?” she asked, shooting Roman a wink.  “Ya know, for tradition’s sake and all.”

Taking a seat at the bar, the wolf glanced toward the vampire, shrugging his shoulder in a ‘why-not’ sort of fashion. “Might as well, for tradition’s sake.” He teased. 

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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A wide grin spread across Rose’s face at that, her eyes lighting up triumphantly.  “Hells yeah, now there’s the Wolfie I remember!” she crowed, still smiling hugely as she fell into step behind him.  “Two rounds on me, no problem.  And I promise to keep you away from any and all horses.  Or open windows.”

The wolf she remembered hadn’t been out to play in years. It usually ended up in things getting broken, property, hearts, the occasional bone. “Hey! You promised you wouldn’t ever bring up the horse thing again.” Roman chastised as they came up to the bar. The wolf wanted to avoid the one he worked at, and the one Mallory would be performing at tonight. The fewer curious eyes the better. 

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Just Like Old Times || Rosemary & Roman

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“I’ve said it before, that was your fault.  I told you indoor drunk horseback riding was a stupid idea,” Rose replied automatically, folding her arms as she leaned against the wall of the building next to her.  “C'mon, Wolfie, it’s been years, I’ve missed ya,” she sighed, making her eyes as wide and pleading as possible.  “For old time’s sake.  First round on me.”

“I didn’t purposely jump out of a window. That was your fault.” When she looked up at him, Roman groaned. He hated that look, Mallory gave him that look, little kids at the school he tutored at game him that look. “Fuck it. Fine but, you’ve got the first two rounds.” Roman added, turning to head toward the closest bar. 

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New Friends || Taitoria & Mallon

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Mallory shrugged.  “We have some soda in our fridge, yeah, Ro?”  Whatever this crazy guy’s deal was, it sounded like he needed help.  She’d hold herself together for the time being.  

“Uh, yea I’m pretty sure we do. We’ve also got some frozen pizzas. Or, well a frozen pizza left.” The wolf said with a grin. “I should get off in an another hour, how about we meet up back at the apartment around then.”

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New Friends || Taitoria & Mallon

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“Come on.  We’ll have fun.  And neither of us work tomorrow, so you’ll be able to sleep in,” Taisto said.  “And so will I, I guess,” he added after thinking a moment.  He was a little tired, though not as tired as usual lately.  Plus, he wanted to talk to Mallory more.  He liked her outlook.  

Roman smiled clapping his hands together. “That’s the spirit. We can go back to my place, have a few drinks, maybe play some board games.” The wolf suggested. The idea of a couples game night in the past annoyed him in every way possible. But now, with Mallory in his life, the idea was more palatable.