(I've rewritten the last chapter so it makes sense.)
Virgil Storm was an anxious, introverted, whiskey drinker with plump lips and a button nose. His friends saw him as kind, but a wasteful worrier.
Virgil walked over to the window and reflected on his chill surroundings as the wind blew.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Roman Prince. Roman was a proud hero, with a slightly egotistical personality.
Virgil gulped. He was not prepared to talk to Roman.
As Virgil stepped outside and Roman came closer, he could see a glint in his eye.
Virgil looked back, even more anxious. "Roman, get out of my house," he said.
Roman gazed at the shorter man with affection. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you, Virgil. I love you so much. Please."
Virgil regarded Roman. "I feel the same way," revealed Virgil, with a delighted grin.
Roman looked confident, smiling.
Then Roman came inside for a nice glass of whiskey.
They looked at each other with happy feelings, smiling at each other. Music was playing in the background as the two chat.
THE END
(189 words.)
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