(A/N/ I know I basically just said the same thing like a chapter ago and there's been a bunch of these in this book and I know that's probably annoying but like-
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Roman's POV

I think that went well, I didn't think I'd meet Virgil's dad though, well now I know his dad works at Starbucks.

I wonder where his mom works.

After a while after we had finished our drinks Virgil said he had a lot of homework and should probably go home so I drove him to his house.

It was fairly big, and I don't think that a Starbucks salary alone could afford this place.

Now I really wanna know where his mom works.

Before I drove away I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and hit shuffle on my music, "Say My Name" from the Beetlejuice musical came on.

I would've played my music earlier, but I didn't think Virgil would like it.

I mumbled along to the song while driving home.

Was it actually weird that we're doing this kinda thing for an art project? Maybe...

I got home about fifteen minutes later, grabbing the mail before walking in the house.

I set the mail on the kitchen counter then walked down to my room.

When I got into my room I sat down at my desk, plugged my phone in with the charger I keep plugged into the outlet by my desk, then grabbed my earbuds from one of my desk drawers (my parents prefer me to be quiet) and started scrolling through my YouTube home page.

I have homework, kinda a lot, but I can do that later. Or tomorrow before class. Whichever happens first I guess.

After about an hour of just sitting at my desk watching YouTube my parents called me and my brother out to eat dinner, my mom read on some website that family dinner was beneficial in some way, I don't know I didn't pay attention.

Like usual my mom asked if I had any stories from school and I told her it my day was basically normal except for when I hung out with a friend at Starbucks to work on a project, I didn't mention the fact that the person I worked with was a reject from the early 2000's and seems like the kinda guy that wants to watch the world burn, but those are just small details.

After dinner I went back into the solitude of my room, it didn't take long before my peace was disturbed by a trash human.

"Hello dear brother!" My brother, Remus, said as he threw open my door.

He was wearing his dark green hoodie and dark gray jeans, he looks more casual then normal, sometimes he just carries around a freaking mace for fun. He even has a mustache!

I groaned.

"What do you want?" I asked, turning towards this person who is somehow related to me.

He mumbled something about humanities eleventh hour as he sat down on my bed being his gay self.

(Does anyone get the reference-)

"I just wanted to know more about the so called 'friend' you hung out with earlier, he sounds...interesting!" He said smirking.

"What about him?" I asked, Remus always has some sort of despicable plan, especially when he talks to me.

"He's the new kid right? The emo who's always walking around with headphones on? The MCR reject? The-" I cut him off, knowing that he could probably go on for hours.

"Okay yeah I get it, that's him!" I said with a sigh.

His smirk spread even further across his face.

"What do you know about him?" Remus asked casually while looking around my brightly colored room.

"Not that much. Why?" I asked bluntly, not in the mood to deal with his bs.

"I'll just skip ahead, I know you guys are partners for an art project and because you wanted to be more unique with your drawings you wanted to draw each other in a way that represented your personalities so to get to know each other you went to Starbucks." He said, his smirk morphing into a more serious expression.

"How did you know all that?" I asked dumbfounded.

He just shrugged again, his smirk returning in full force.

"I have my ways, but that is irrelevant, he doesn't seem like the people you normally hangout with, so why are you so interested in him?" He asked tilting his head slightly to the right in false innocence.

"Remus, why are you so interested?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest and narrowing my eyes at my brother.

"I'm just interested in the juicy stuff!" He said giving me a look.

"Okay first of all this isn't Alabama, second what the hell are you talking about?" I said beginning to get even more annoyed with him.

"You seem mad Roman, you should be more chill! Anyway, is it really that evil to ask my brother about his life?" He said leaning back slightly on his left arm.

I let out a defeated sigh.

"I guess it's not that bad..." I said turning my attention away from him and on to the floor, I couldn't help but be slightly guilty.

"Now that that's out of the way, are you guys drawing each other nude?" He asked as if he were talking about the damn weather.

My head immediately snapped back up to look at my sibling.

He still had a freaking smirk on his face.

"Uh no! We're gonna draw each other's faces! Completely clothed!" I said, my guilt melting away completely.

"That's no fun! Well, I guess it is just a high school art project. I have better things to do then to talk to my loser brother." He said while standing up.

He walked out of my room without another word.

I guess I have to either wash thoroughly or burn my blankets now, can't have Remus germs in the place where I sleep. Who knows where he's been.

A/N/ sorry this chapter is kinda bad-