Roman opened the door to his house, his now empty coffee cup still in his hand. Logan was still at work, meaning he had the house to himself. He took off his shoes and walked into the kitchen, placing the empty cup on the counter and walking over to the cupboard. Rummaging through the boxes of food, Roman made a mental note to buy more snacks. Seeing as he was alone and had finished his homework at Mal's house before heading home, he decided to make dinner, since when Logan got home he'd be far too tired to do it himself.

Roman had decided on a recipe and was getting out the ingredients he needed when his phone beeped.

UNKNOWN NUMBER: hey, it's Virgil from the coffee shop

Roman smiled at his phone, quickly adding Virgil to his contacts before texting him back.

ROMAN: Hey! I was hoping you'd text :)

VIRGIL: Why'd you give me your number, anyway? We barely know each other.

That was a good question. Roman knew why, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to tell Virgil just yet. After a moment's consideration, he decided to just be honest.

ROMAN: Honestly, it's because you're cute and I want to get to know you better

VIRGIL: Well then.

VIRGIL: Meet me at the coffee shop tomorrow? Same time?

ROMAN: Of course ;) See you then!

Roman smiled to himself and continued making dinner. He was still smiling when Logan got home.

"Hello, Roman. I take it you had a good day?" Logan assumed, entering the room still carrying his work bag.

"Yeah, I did!" Roman replied, surprising himself with his overly peppy tone. "What about you?"

"My day was average but quite tiring, thank you for asking," Logan said, sitting in one of the chairs along the counter. "And thank you for getting dinner started."

"Started? Uh, excuse me, It's almost finished!" Roman smiled, leaning against the wall as he waited for the oven timer to beep. "How's the virus plans going?"

"They're moving along smoothly. We're starting test simulations tomorrow. If all goes well, we'll infect an earthen being," Logan explained, loosening his tie a little. Roman had noticed he only loosened his ties when he was feeling comfortable, which made him happy. He and Logan didn't always get along all that well, but the more they opened up to each other the closer they got. The oven beeped and Roman rushed over to take the food out. Logan grabbed some cutlery and went to set the table. Roman put the food he'd made on some plates and Logan got them drinks. They sat down at the table and enjoyed the meal together.

"What's got you smiling so much, Roman? You haven't stopped since before I got here," Logan asked.

"I haven't? I didn't notice," Roman said.

"Did everything go well with the witch selling you that potion?"

"Yeah, it did. And. . . I think I'm going on a date," Roman confessed, beaming brightly. Logan smiled back at him.

"Congratulations, Roman," he said sincerely. "When is it?"

"Tomorrow. I told him he's cute and he said we should meet up. We're going back to the same coffee shop," he explained. "Speaking of which, how's your love life?"

"Uneventful," Logan said dryly. "I haven't met anyone as of late who I would be open to pursuing a deeper relationship with."

"That sucks," Roman said.

"It might, but it gives me more time to focus on other things, like work and home life."

The two finished their meal together and Roman offered to wash dishes. Logan agreed gratefully, wanting to use his free time to read a book he'd been holding onto for a while.

"I'll be leaving early for work tomorrow," Logan mentioned before leaving the room. "So in case I don't see you before then, I hope you have a good time on your maybe-date."

"Thanks, Lo," Roman grinned happily. "I appreciate it."

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"Virgil?" Patton asked, knocking on his door while pushing it open gently.

"Hey, Pat," Virgil smiled, shifting to sit upright on his bed. "How was work?"

"It was good! Everything went well," Patton smiled. "How was it with the mystery fey?"

"Good, it was good," Virgil said, his voice trailing off. "I think we might be going on a date tomorrow."

"You're going on a date with someone you just met?" Patton couldn't keep the surprise from his voice. "That's unlike you."

"I know," Virgil agreed. "I don't know what came over me, but he gave me his number and I asked him to meet me at the coffee shop tomorrow."

"Virge, that's great!"

"Yeah, it is!" The two smiled at each other for a moment. "Oh, I made some pasta for dinner. I already ate, but I'll sit with you so you're not alone."

"Thanks, Virge," Patton smiled.