Roman POV

As I watched Virgil run out of the door I suddenly felt sadder. I looked down at my cappuccino, noticing a piece of paper I hadn't seen before. I picked it up and slowly unfolded it.

(Not a valid phone number btw)

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Text me

-Virgil

I smiled. Maybe today wasn't so bad after all. I drained the last of my coffee and walked outside. My car was parked a couple meters away from the cafe, but I didn't mind getting wet. I drove home and sat down on my bed. Smiling, I made a new contact.

Virgil‍ 💜

I couldn't keep the grin off of my face as I texted him.

Virgil 💜

Hey! It's Roman!

I put my phone down and started walking out of my room when I heard a buzz.

Virgil 💜

Hey

How are you?

I'm fine!

How are you?

As good as i always am

Which is not at all

Oh

Sorry i didn't mean to make you uncomfortable

It's fine.

I took a deep breath. I was going to do this

I was actually wondering if you wanted to

hang out tomorrow?