Here it is, Rooftop Sunset part 1 rewritten. It's a lot more dramatic this time around. Sorry this is short.
Warnings: Prinxiety (Duh), extreme pain.
Uggghhhhh. I can't believe those two nerds sometime. Forcing me, Roman, the dashing prince, go find that stupid worry wart, Anxiety and give him his tacos while they got cuddle on the couch, watching Mulan. One of my favorites. It's so unfair! Why did they get to be soulmates? I'm the romantic side for god's sake! Why don't I have a boyfriend?
Since they're in love now, my best option now is Anxiety. Again, he's really the only decent dark side. I shivered intensely at those thoughts. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice the bathroom door as it swung open and walked directly into it. A loud thud echoed though the hall as I fell on my back, pain spreading though my spine and ribs.
The loud sound clearly startling the man behind the door, I immediately distinguished his voice as Anxiety. "Oh, crap!" His voice was echoing as it did when he grows extremely nervous. I attempted to respond to him but pain continued to shoot up and down my back, silencing me.
The anxious man came from behind the door. He had clearly just gotten out of shower because his hair was completely saturated. Anxiety had a pair of black and very dark grey camo shorts that went slightly above his knees. Other a towel placed carefully around the dark man's shoulders, he didn't have any sort of shirt on.
I couldn't hide the blush even I had tried but couldn't really focus on that considering the now growing pain in my back. The worry quickly drained from his face when he saw it was me "Oh, it's just you, Princey..." 'Just you, Princey' excuse you, doctor gloom.
I attempted to lift myself to say one of my usual sassy responses but I got something caught in my throat, causing to bite my tongue. The pain quickly sped up my spine like racecar. It must of clearly showed because Virgil gave me strange look as I felt myself losing consciousness.