Sanders Sides One Shots

Fake Date

*This is angst and it was inspired by the song 18 by Anarbor there are also swears*

Roman just wanted his parents to realize he wasn't a child anymore. He was 18, so why did they keep treating him like he was 5? He wasn't asking for much, just to stay out later that 10 pm on the weekends, but his parents acted like he was asking to move to Russia. 

A plan started to formulate when he saw the big bad emo kid of their high school, Anxiety. This was someone his parents would hate the dark clothes, darker humor, and a general lack of caring would make his parents so mad that they would probably agree to anything if Roman just broke up with him. 

The only problem was how to get Anxiety to agree with this. Roman didn't want Anxiety to know he was just using him, that would probably be the fastest way to get the emo to say no. Finally, Roman just decided to ask him out and hope that the emo agreed.

"Hey Anxiety, it's me Roman," he said after cornering Anxiety in the bathroom.

"Yeah, I know we've had a few classes together. I also think we got in trouble for arguing in the middle of math?" was the monotone response. 

"Oh yeah, that did happen," He said more to himself than the other. 

"Sooo, did you want anything or can I leave?" Anxiety asked mildly annoyed.

"YEAH, I mean yeah. I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me sometime?" Roman asked, confused about why he was so nervous.

"Like on a date date?" was the equally confused response. 

"I mean yeah, a date date," Roman answered now blushing. 

"Ok, sure," he grabbed Roman's arm and wrote something. "That's my number, call me so I know the details," he added before walking out of the bathroom, leaving the blushing mess that was Roman behind. Roman wondered why the exact spot Anxiety had touched him felt full of electricity. 

It took him a few days to gather up the courage, but he finally called the number that had been seared into his mind. It took a few rings for Anxiety to pick up, but when he did Roman realized how freaking amazing Anxiety's voice sounded.

"Hey, Anx could you maybe pick me up at 11 tonight for the date?" Roman asked.

"Sure, anything in mind?" was the immediate response.

"Yeah, apparently there's an underground concert tonight. Thanks, Anx," Roman said before hanging up.

"Wait, did you just call me Anx?" Anxiety asked, but there was no one on the line. He smiled as he wondered what he was going to wear for the date tonight. 

By 10:30 Roman was freaking out. He was going to have to sneak out of his house and his parents didn't go to bed until midnight, to make matters worse he told Anxiety to honk when he got there. This was not going to end well.

At 11:05 Roman he heard a honk from his bedroom, he also heard his dad asked who the hell would be honking their horn this late. Roman took a deep breath before running downstairs and out the door, ignoring his dad yelling at him to get back in the house.

He jumped in the front seat and started to yell, "Go go go, we gotta get out of here,"

When they had been driving for a few minutes Anxiety said, "So I'm guessing your parents didn't know about this,"

"You would be right then, they don't let me out past 10," Roman admitted, embarrassed that he didn't at least tell Anxiety that.

"That sucks, so where is this concert?" Anxiety asked clearly not caring.