Roman was tired.

He was sat in the car, right next to Remy, and had his music playing in his headphones. He had already listened to Hamilton, Mean Girls, Once On This Island, and was now listening to Spongebob Squarepants: The Musical.

He was nodding off at the last few songs. Then, he felt someone patting his shoulder. Roman removed his headphones. "...what?" Roman asked tiredly. "Do you want anything, girl? We're stopping." Remy asked. "No, 'n fine..." Roman mumbled. "'Kay, girl. I'll be right back." Remy said.

Roman yawned and checked the time. We still have three or four hours...might as well nap now.

Virgil sighed. He was stuck at this boring job for another fifteen minutes. If there was nobody there in the last ten minutes, he'd just leave.

oneanxiousboi: so what's the plan for when you get here?

PrinceInShiningArmor: They're gonna check in the hotel room, then go out to eat, and then come to your house.

PrinceInShiningArmor: 😀

oneanxiousboi: ok

PrinceInShiningArmor: Any recommendations?

oneanxiousboi: there's this place on leaf st

oneanxiousboi: it's huge, hard to miss actually lol

PrinceInShiningArmor: Okay, thanks!

oneanxiousboi: np

As Virgil was about to send another message, he heard bell ring. Frick...Virgil put down his phone and prepared to take an order. He looked at the guy, who wore a leather jacket and sunglasses. He looked tired, and like a party person.

"What can I get ya?" Virgil asked. And then, the guy proceeded to list one long, complicated order, and one simpler one.

"Alright, can I get a name?" "Just put an R for the first one and Ramen for the next." They said.
"Gotcha." Virgil said, and went back to get the orders. Soon, he was back with the two orders. The person took the coffees and laid the money on the table.

"Thanks, girl!" He called, and exited. Virgil chuckled to himself, and looked back at his phone.  He was five minutes away from ending. He figured he'd just leave now.

And so he did.

He headed home fairly quickly, seeing if there was anything last minute he had to do. He saw that pretty much everything was either cleaned or organized. He'd been meaning to do it at some point, but he thought he'd just do it now.

He sat down at his kitchen table. Since Roman was getting food at a restaurant, he figured he'd just make something at home. He got out a box of spaghetti and a pot. He filled the pot with water and set it on the stove.

Soon enough, he had some pasta. And it was some dang good pasta. As soon as he was done, he set the plate in the dishwasher for when he had other dishes that needed to be cleaned.

He sat down on the couch. His mind was whirling. Roman was coming to visit, for the first time. He couldn't believe that he was in the same town as him.

PrinceInShiningArmor: We just payed the bill.

PrinceInShiningArmor: I'll be there in a half hour.

Virgil smiled happily. He still couldn't wrap his mind around the idea that Roman would be with him for almost a week!

Virgil sighed. He was so excited to finally meet him! I mean, who wouldn't? Someone you were dating for ten months that was now suddenly in your town, how could you not be excited?

Virgil decided to try and calm himself down. He was getting really nervous, and he didn't feel like having a panic attack before seeing Roman for the first time ever.

Virgil went up to his room and fixed up his bed. He didn't usually make it, since there really wasn't a point. He'd just sleep and mess it all up.

He looked back at his bed, that was now neater. He sighed, looking around his room to see if anything was out of place or dirty. He looked around, seeing a few of his drawings hanging up on the wall.

He was considering taking them down, in fear of being judged. Roman had actually never seen his art, despite dating for ten months.

Virgil ran his fingers through his hair. It'll be fine, Virgil, just stop worrying. Roman won't care, right?

But what if Roman did care? Virgil's mind started whirling with thoughts. Virgil took in a shaky breath in, and tried to calm himself. His thoughts were broke by a knock.

Virgil took a quick look in the mirror, stood up, and rushed down the stairs. Ohmygodhe'sherehe'sherehe'sHERE. Virgil put his hand on the door knob, and slowly twisted it open.

And there stood Roman.

and then everyone clapped.