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Roman quickly hurried into the room, noticeably disheveled, he tried to fix his messy hair but to no avail, Thomas looking over at him with a small grin.

"Sorry I'm late" he apologized, sitting down. "I was...doing stuff" he bit his lip, leaning back, clearing his throat and forcing his blush to disappear.

Then, Virgil walked in looking just as disheveled as Roman, his hair everywhere and his clothes screwed.

He simply grinned smugly, winking at Roman.

"I'm stuff"

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