"So Logan what happened?" Thomas said wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead, he had just wrestled two figments of his personality off each other; well he's had weirder days. Logan began, "I was in the Mind Palace", he looked down at the flashcard in his hand,"Chilling, Is that how you say- Nevermind, as I was saying, I was in the Mind Palace minding my own business when I came across this letter... a love letter to be exact, signed by Virgil. I went to his room to peacefully return it to him. Once I arrived I justly inquired who the letter was for. He seemed apprehensive to tell me who it was for, peaking my curiosity. I jokingly told him that I'll get the answer from him eventually.", "Well it didn't sound like joking" Virgil said grudgingly, pulling the bloody red tissue from his nose and replacing it with a fresh one. "It may be because his voice is so monotone." Thomas told him thoughtfully, "My voice is not monotone", Logan said in his usual monotone voice, "Anyway, He gave me what I assumed was an empty threat... Until he tackled me!", "What else was I supposed to do?!" Virgil yelled indignantly, "I don't know? Not tackle me!?" Logan retorted. "Enough both of you!" Thomas exclaimed.
"Now, because I am also curious, who do you like?" Thomas smiled at the livid Virgil in front of him. He said nothing eyeing the two mocking versions of him angrily, he couldn't tell them, they wouldn't let him hear the end of it. He could hear Thomas in his mind, 'Virgil and Roman sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G', what would Roman think? 'Hahahaha, no.' he could see Roman saying, it may seem tame but even thinking of the words cut poor Virgil like a knife. "I'm going to my room", He said with an edge of spite, "What? But-", Virgil cut off Thomas's words with a quick "And I'm locking my door.", and sunk back down into Thomas's mind, "But you forgot your tissue.." Thomas looked down at the bloody snot-rag on his what-used-to-be clean counter. "Sure, just leave your blood napkin on the counter, it's not like there was a waste basket right next to you or anything." He muttered touching as little tissue as possible to throw into the basket. "Logan can you do me a quick favor and ask Roman to coax Virgil out of his room, you know as well as I who he likes. I mean look at how he looked at Roman when he changed his outfit.

Logan smiled, "Yes sir. Roman!" He called clapping his hands together. Roman appeared, he was toppless with nothing but a towel to cover him, his purple hair was sopping wet. "GOOD LORD MAN! NEVER CALL A PERSON OVER WHEN THEY ARE BATHING!", Logan chuckled for a moment, "I apologise for that but I would like you to go and talk to Virgil who has currently locked himself in his room.","You can lock doors and make sure no one calls you?" Roman asked excitedly, "Yes, you didn't know that- nevermind just get Virgil out by cheering him up." Logan said quickly, "But isn't Patton the best person for this type of thing?", Roman asked while slowly sinking back to Thomas's mind.
Roman appeared in a long hallway, with four different colored doors lining it. In front of him was a black door, he knocked on it, no response. Another try, no response. He cleared his throat, "Um, hey buddy... This is Roman, or Princey as you like to call me. Can you come out, I'm uh.. shirtless right now. But you kno- AAACK", Virgil had appeared, "Hey Prince Pales-alot, how are you?", "Quaint, how has your day been?", Roman answered, glad to see that they would not have another "Thomas has no anxiety" fiasco. "Fine.", Virgil smirks. "What's that in your hand?", Roman asked curiously, Virgil looked down... It was the letter! "None of your business", he said hiding the letter behind his back, "It is my business, seeing as it has my nickname on the front." Roman smirked. 'Nonono!' Virgil thought, gripping the letter tighter in his hands, but then he cracked, what was the point? It was made for Roman. Here just take it. Virgil said stuffing the pale pink paper into Princey's hand, blushing. "Just take it.", "Thank you." Roman smiled. He looked down at the letter.
Hey,
I was going to tell you to your face but umm..
You know me Mr.Anxiety. But there's something about you that I can't get past, I just love it. There I said it! So umm basically I love you.
Virgil
Roman looked at Virgil with a blank face. Crap, he hates me, Virgil thought sadly in his mind. Suddenly he was caught in a crushing embrace from Roman, after a moment he returned the hug. Roman let go first he looked at Virgil, pecked him on the cheek and left without saying anything.
And let's just say Virgil was beyond ecstatic. The end, that's all the work I'm willing to put into one fic.
