(a/n: im not 21, so me and my friends were talking and saying how we think we'd act if we were drunk
and we decided that i'd be the one who's crying about being lonely and yelling about how much i love [hot actor] because i just don't do enough of that sober
so that's how i got this idea)
"Hello, Roman. There you are. Thomas was wondering if you could help Joan make the puppet desi- What is happening?"
Logan found Roman crying in the living room.
"Roman, what's wrong?" Logan asked.
Roman opened his mouth to answer, but he started sobbing even more violently and Logan was sure everybody could hear him.
Virgil came running downstairs. "LOGAN, WHAT DID YOU DO?!"
"I didn't do anything! He was just like this!" the logical side said defensively.
"Roman? What happened?" Virgil asked his husband kindly.
Logan couldn't believe that guy's mood swings.
Roman sniffed. "I'm gonna be alone forever! Nobody loves me and I'll never be able to marry Andrew Rannells and have him sing me to sleep every night with his bEAUTIFUL, ANGELIC VOICE!"
"Is he drunk?" Logan asked.
"Of course not, idiot," Virgil scoffed. "Roman doesn't drink. He just really loves Andrew Rannells, and who can blame him?"
He leaned in to give his crying husband a comforting kiss, but realized how his breath reeked of alcohol.
"Shit. I think he is drunk."
"Nobody is ever going to love me and one day, my acting career will die and I'll have nothing left and Christian Borle still won't be able to hold me in his strong arms and sing me to sLEEP!" Roman rambled on.
"Oh, look. I was right again." Logan smiled and left Virgil alone to deal with Roman.
Virgil whined. "Bitch."
"WHY DOESN'T ANYONE LIKE ME?! I'M SO HOT, RIGHT? AM I?"
"Yeah, yeah you are. Shush."
"One day I wanna get married to the love of my life!"
"Holy shit, just go to sleep."
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Fanfiction♥ C O M P L E T E D ♥ * Written long, long before Deceit's name reveal! Please bear with me. I would love to change each of the names but there are simply too many chapters and I have written too many books, and I already need to change the name in...
