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This is Roman singing.

This is Virgil singing

both is both of them :)


[Virgil's POV]


When we found Janus and Remus we decided to end our wonderful trip and go back to our homes. On the way back to the car Remus and Janus kept turning around and looking at us, sometimes with a wink or suggestive smirk which made it extremely hard to hide my increasingly red face.

'And we have arrived at the vehicle!' Roman announced.

'Does this mean it's over?' I whispered in Remus' ear, far enough so Roman didn't hear.

'Sure, you win.' He sighed and rolled his eyes.

'Cool.' I turned back to Roman.

'You wanna drive?' I asked, squeezing his hand.

'Sure thing,' he pulled me over to the passenger side door as Janus and Remus got in the back.

'Is it over?' He whispered. I nodded and he squeezed my hand again before letting go. My hand suddenly felt cold and super clammy.

'M'lady,' he held the door open for me.

'Hmm, what happened to princess?' I smirked slightly and got into the car. He had a slightly stunned look on his face before shutting the door.

' "What happened to princess?" ' I heard in a mocking, teasing tone in the back.

'FRIENDS!' I practically screamed. That shut them up.

~ A lil' time skipppp ~

It had been about a half hour in the car and the two boys in the back had fallen asleep. Roman asked me to pick some music so I obviously put on my sick tunes. A couple P!ATD songs passed as well as one or two MCR songs. I sang along quietly to both, just under my breath so nobody could hear me. Then Partners In Crime by Set It Off came on.

'Oh I love this song!' Roman turned up the volume. He began singing the male part, 'We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners,'

I decided to join in, since it was just Roman and me awake.

'Partners in crime!'

'This, the tale of, reckless love, living a life of crime on the run
I brush to a gun to paint these states green and red

Everybody freeze, nobody move, put the money in the bag
Or we will shoot, empty out the vault and me and my doll will be on our way

Our paper faces flood the streets
And if the heat comes close enough to burn then we'll play with fire, 'cause

You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art
You'll never takes us alive
We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners
Partners in crime
Partners in crime

Here we find our omnipotent outlaws fall behind the grind tonight
Left unaware that the lone store owner won't go down without a fight

Where we gonna go, he's got us pinned
Baby, I'm a little scared, now, don't you quit
He's sounded the alarm, I hear the sirens closing in
Our paper faces flood the streets
And if the heat comes close enough to burn then we're burning this place to the ground, 'cause

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