(Virgil's POV)

My dearest, Roman,

Virgil thought for a moment. 'What if this isn't Roman? What if it's someone else? That would be so embarrassing if I addressed this to Roman and it wasn't him..not to mention it may hurt this person's feelings if they knew I had high hopes of it being Roman.

Virgil quickly erased Roman.

'My dearest, secret admirer.

So...wow. Okay. Somebody likes me. This is cool. This is nice. But Why in the name of the almighty toenails would someone like me?

How would someone be able to hug me tight?
And each night tell me it'll be alright?
How do you know we won't fall apart?
How do you know I won't break your heart?

I mean, I'm such a disappointment! I'm the hugest mess ever. You shouldn't like me. But I guess I'll give it a chance. But first I have to know who you are.

Sincerely, me.

You know who I am.

P.S. the answer to your question is yes, I'll go out with you. If you are who I think ;)'

I looked at what I had wrote. I knew that It was the worst and only letter I have ever written in my life. Oh well, I mean this person who likes me will probably leave me hints and stuff about where to go for our date.

'If there is one'

I started overthinking everything, like what if it's a prank? What if nobody actually likes me? What if they're going to taunt me and tell me 'how could anyone even look at you without puking?'

Well, is that an insult? I don't know.
Okay I'm over thinking. I just have to put this letter in the spot he put his and then run away and cry into my pillow while binge eating snacks, and then purging them back up later.

Is that healthy? Ha, I don't care.

Technically, I figured out that Puking back up food you eat only gets rid of less than half of the consumed calories since calories start to be consumed as soon as the food his your tongue.

I begin to eat my food as I hear exited squeals coming from the living room. Someone screeching something about a reply to a letter.

'Okay, so Logan's defiantly rules out, it's either Roman or Patton' I thought.
Logan squeals for no one.

No one.

So, I went to take a quick nap. Because I'm a lazy adult who has the mindset of a lazy emo teenager at heart and I don't give a flying frick about anything.

Well, I haven't been with Thomas that long so technically i'm mentally 17 or something.

(Roman's POV)

I went to go check the floorboard because I'm impatient and needy. (Uwu) I saw a paper inside. I picked it up and read it about seven hundred times, before I ran to Patton's room while squealing 'THELORDHASBLESSEDMEWITHARESPONSE'

I didn't even knock on Patton's door, I just barged in and fell on top of him.

But

uh oh,

When I fell on top of him, he was on top of Logan.

Who knew he doms?

(Virgil's POV)

I woke up from my nap because I heard someone, pretty sure it was Roman, scream, "WOAH COWBOYS, SLOW DOWN, RIDING SEASON IS OVER, WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE SWEET LORD BABY JESUS OF THE SKY AND HEAVENS ARE YOU TWO DOING?!"

"IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE- WE WERE JUST CUDDLING- I MEAN- SHARING WARMTH- AS FRIENDS- I MEAN-" well that was Patton.

I listened really closely and heard Logan say, "We were simply trying to sleep together."

"loGAN YOU JUST MADE IT WORSE-"

"Oh. I apologize. Patton was being tired  and whiny, so I asked him, "Daddy are you sleepy?"

"LOGIE BEAR YOU CANT JUST-"

I almost choked on my own spit.
Welp. That just confirmed they're dating.

Anyway, Logan cut Patton off and said, "We were trying to get into the same bed as each other, when Patton tripped and fell on top of me. I used the slang I recently learned, and said "I guess daddy tops.' I took a recent liking into calling Patton daddy, after we had our first night of trying out pet names. Then I made a dirty joke, he started blushing, and he buried his face in my chest. Then you walked in and fell on us."

'...holy sh-' my thoughts were cut off by what I assumed was a body hitting the floor. I honestly didn't care who was dying, so I put my head on my pillow then went back to bed.

(Roman's POV)

After all of that was over, I fake fainted and pretended to die. I then got up after saying 'ow'

I then left the room and just decided to fanboy over the response with Patton later.

I decided I needed something to do. So
I ran to Virgil's door after I saw something on YouTube. I heard him mention this once or twice and see him watching it the other day.

I inhaled before knocking on his door frantically. The door opened to reveal a tired Virgil. He yawned and stretched like a cat, "what?" He asked.

"What's Don't hug me I'm scared?"

Virgil's eyes widened and he started screaming like he was part of some cult. He yeeted me to the living room couch and turned on YouTube on the tv.

"Wha-" I began to say, but got cut off.

"Hush young one, you will learn." He said.

I was kind of freaked out, but decided to go along with this. He turned on the first episode. I watched intently.

Oh! This is about getting creative!

I started bouncing a round to the happy beat, smiling. Virgil started smirking as if he knew something was about to happen.

I stared at the screen with wide eyes when it was quiet for a few seconds when the black stuff poured on the painting.

I started watching more with more interest, and I was pretty creeped out.

'Wait is that a heart?' I looked over to Virgil, seeing him smiling at the show.

I looked back to the tv, absolutely horrified with everything that was happening.

I sat there in shock as the notepad said "now let's all agree to never be creative again." Then died.

I just started at the tv, as Virgil played the next episode.

"What have I gotten myself into?" I said aloud.