Virgil's POV

I've basically done nothing so far today. Well technically I have been doing something, it's impossible to not do anything, but I haven't done anything useful for society.

It's the weekend which means sleeping in till noon then watching YouTube for the rest of the day or until your parents appear out of nowhere and force you outside.

It's about one thirty in the afternoon at the moment, kinda early for me but whatever, and I haven't gotten out of bed, I'm still wrapped in a blanket watching YouTube with my pajamas still on. (A gray tank top and a pair of black sweatpants)

The only problem with this (really the only problem I care about) is I've watched everything in my recommended already and reloading isn't helping much so I'm hella bored.

I have no drawing ideas, which isn't irregular but is still frustrating, so that leaves me with only a few options.

I could continue watching the same content over and over until my inevitable death, or I could talk to someone. Both seem pretty terrible to be honest.

Then I got an idea.

I exited out of YouTube and opened my texting app.

Plan was to send Roman one of my playlists and see how his dramatic ass would respond.

Realizing I was being an idiot I closed my messaging app, took way to long to find my music app, then opened it and started scrolling through all of the playlists I have.

Therapist dad recommended making a few playlists to better organize my music, I've made a lot.

It didn't take to long to find the one I was looking for, I listen to it a lot.

My 'music to shut up your soul' playlist. It's a classic.

I sent the playlist to Roman and sunk even further into my blankets, mentally preparing myself for whatever response my playlist that's pretty much all depressing rock music would get out of this dude I barely know.

It took a minute, but eventually after me staring at the link like an idiot, Roman started typing.

Disney Prince irl: ...why

Me: don't ask questions.

Disney Prince irl: tbh I'm slightly concerned

Me: understandable

Disney Prince irl: ...are you ok you have a playlist full of depressing music to "shut up your soul"

Me: I should've known a mortal like you would never understand

Disney Prince irl: you're acting weird

Me: I'm just bored af

Me: and like socially awkward

Disney Prince irl: ...anyway

Disney Prince irl: I too am bored and my brother is being...well my brother, wanna hangout or something?

Me: didn't I tell you to to not ask questions?

Disney Prince irl: you just asked a question!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How dare he use that against me, I'm honestly surprised he didn't just send a picture of an Uno Reverse Card.

Me: so where should we hangout?

Disney Prince irl: your place?

Me: sure I guess

Disney Prince irl: Gucci, I have to do something at 6 btw

Me: what do you have to do at 6?

Disney Prince irl: doesn't matter

Me: uh ok then I'm gonna make sure it's ok with my dad

Disney Prince irl: 👌

I set my phone on my bed, kicked off my blankets then started walking to the living room where my at least one of my dads would be.

"Wow, you're up earlier then normal. Wait do we have to be somewhere?" Caffeine addicted dad asked me.

"I don't think we have something to do, I just waked up randomly, possibly because I was being watched by a murderer, and couldn't fall back asleep." I said simply, going to put my hands into my hoodie pocket before realizing I'm not wearing my hoodie because it's still draped over my desk chair and just awkwardly put my hands back where they were at my sides.

"Huh, so do you want something? You usually stay in your room until Emile forces you out." He said.

"I was wondering if Roman can come over." I said not making eye contact.

"I'm fine with it, I'll be going to work soon anyway so..." he trailed off.

"Wait it's the same Roman what was at Starbucks the other day right?" He asked suddenly.

I nodded.

"Do you know if that is the same Roman that is your soulmate?" He asked looking really exited.

"I don't think he's my soulmate, from my understanding you're supposed to actually like your soulmate." I said shaking my head.

"If you don't like him why his he coming over?" Dad asked giving me a look.

"I don't know..." I said as I started to question my existence.

"Just tell me when he gets here, your other father should be getting home around seven by the way." Dad said walking over to the door.

"I should head out, I'll be back sometime later, please don't burn the house down, it's new." My caffeine addicted father said while heading out of the door.

He gave me a two fingered salute which I returned.

After a minute of just staring at the door lost in thought I realized I need to get dressed still.

Damnit.

I walked to my room at a slightly faster pace then I would on a normal day and grabbed random articles of clothing.

It all matches, more then half of my wardrobe is black.

I grabbed my phone and sent a quick message to Roman letting him know my dad said it was okay, he replied almost instantly saying he would be here soon-ish.

This should be a fairly interesting day.

A/N/ omg this is such a filler chapter and I hate it-

Also I won't be updating Thursday (on purpose this time) because it's Halloween so uh yeah