(A/N: Alright I downloaded some pictures of masquerade masks. The purple is Virgil's, Red for Roman, Light blue for Patton, and Dark blue and silver for Logan)
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Virgil's P.O.V:
I still remember him getting the letter 3 years ago. It was a sunny day, it was perfect. I was doing some laundry when a knock came at the door.
Flashback:
"I'll get it!" Roman yelled as I made my way to the laundry room.
"Thanks babe!" I heard talking and then the door shut.
"Who was it?" I yell from the laundry room.
"V-Virgil I need you here. N-Now..." I leave the laundry and go to the kitchen, where Roman is sitting with a letter in his hand.
"Ro? What's wrong?" He hold out the letter and I read it.
"Roman...."
He was drafted into the army.
End of flashback:
I haven't heard from Roman in 2 months. I miss him a lot. Patton and Logan have convinced me to go to some stupid masquerade ball.
"Why do I have to go?"
"Because! You barely go anywhere except to the store for Oreo's and Orange Juice."
"Ughh." We arrive at the park and Patton and Logan go to dance. I stand by the punch bowl and adjust my purple mask. A man in a white, red, and gold prince outfit comes over to me. His pants are black and his brown boots are knee high. His mask is very elaborate, a red mask with roses and feathers in that same bright red.
"Hello beautiful." He bends down and goes to kiss my hand. I pull away and scoff.
"Did you not see my ring, idiot? I have a husband."
"I did. But I want to dance. Is that so wrong?" I roll my eyes.
"Um Yeah! I'm married."
"Then where is your boy tonight?"
"He's- wait did you just use a Fallout Boy reference?"
"Yes I did Emo Nightmare!"
"'Emo Nightmare?'"
"Yep! Now do you want to dance or what?"
"Fine but if you try to kiss me I will kill you." He smirks and gets close to my face.
"What if you try to kiss me?" I blush for some stupid reason.
"Then you better push me off or some shit." The stranger takes my hand and we start to dance.
"You are a pretty good dancer huh pretty boy?"
"Not so bad yourself Emo Nightmare." I laugh as he twirls me around.
"I'm a little dizzy now." I take a deep breath to make myself not dizzy
"So where is your boy tonight?"
"Oh um he was deployed. I haven't heard from him in 2 months. I think he might be dead. I don't know."
"Maybe he is just busy?"
"No he talked to me everyday, no matter the time."
"Oh. I am terribly sorry. What was his name?"
"Roman. Roman Sanders. I took his last name."
"And your name is?"
"Not until midnight."
"Oh alright. 2 hours isn't that long to wait for someone with those beautiful eyes." I blush again and smile slightly.
"Roman used to tell me my eyes were beautiful too."
"He's right. Your eyes are stunning."
1 hour 59 minutes later:
"You are so pretty."
I blush harder but shake my head and pull away from him.
"I can't believe you! Flirting with me when I'm married!"
"I'm not flirting!"
"Fuck you I-" It turns midnight
"Shall we take of our masks?"
"Fine." I remove mine and gasp when I see him without his mask.
