Runaway Actor

Chapter 2

Roman ate straight (gae) from a jar of Crofters, which he had gotten from a nearby store with the dollar he had taken from Patton, and some change he'd found on the ground. He noticed the flavor, frowning. Logan's Berry. Of course it was that flavor! He didn't bother looking at the label, he was just hungry. Roman had managed to get a water out of a vending machine at a gas station, as well, only after kicking it for a couple hours. He sat in an empty alleyway, leaning against the wall as he licked jam off of his fingers (he doesn't have a spoon oK). He quickly put the lid on the jar, making sure he'd savor it, with the circumstances. He flopped onto his stomach, swinging his legs as he looked at the jar logo. "Sooo Logan, have any arguments to pick about cartoons?" Roman poked the animated Logan's face. "What would he say.. oh, right; 'I have a crush on Patton but I won't admit because I'm a serious d00d'" He giggled to himself. "Of course I don't! Why would I? That's weird-" "Hm. What would Patton say..."

"What's the difference between a hippo and a zippo?" Patton asked Virgil, who was still hiding under the safety of his hood. "I don't know Patton." He'd gave into his puns, realizing he wasn't going to stop. "One is really heavy and the other is a little lighter!" He wheezed at his own joke. "Ha. Ha." Virgil replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Ha. Ha... indeed?" Logan questioned, once more, being dragged by the hand. "You got it!" The man said as he started skipping again. Just then, it started raining. "Well, I Believe that we will certainly be able to spot Roman, now that most of the population on this.. euh, sidewalk, has vanished." Logan pointed out. Patton jumped in a puddle every chance he got. Virgil grumbled, "great, rain."

Roman sat under an old, pretty much breaking umbrella. "Hm." He read ingredients off of the jar. Bored. He was kind of in a ball? He just has his knees against his chest. He tried to balance the jam on his knee, thinking about what time it was. He fiddled with the loose hair on the back of his head (heyy Lesley) as he did so, tapping his foot. "Welp, perhaps a store is still open?" Roman spoke to himself, getting up. Seeing the quick moving cars flickered his memory.

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"Roman, you got this!" Patton said encouragingly. "Yeah, what he said." Virgil shrugged. "According to my calculations, in regards to good luck, I shall say break a leg?" Logan asked. "Correct, Logan." Roman confirmed. He adjusted his costume so he'd be more comfortable. "Yeah, yeah, break a leg." Virgil put his hand on Roman's shoulder only for a moment, then realizing what he did, he hid it in his pocket. He put up his hood, "go then, you shouldn't be late." Roman gave a thumbs up to Patton as he went to walk onto the stage. The curtain was still down, so it gave his time to skimmer over his lines before it started (and to stop blushing ofc). "We're on in 7!" One of the stage crew members yelled to the cast. "But we cannot scavenge much more food to you.." The actor across from him said, adjusting his mussy and torn down rag of clothing. "Of course you can! You're all farmers." Roman screamed, adjusting the crown that he wore. He shifted,looking off from the actor to see Patton with a thumbs-up and Logan with his nose stuffed in a book. Virgil was just- on the floor..? This made Roman uncomfortable, and he started worrying. Was he ok? Did something happen? Roman's queue was cut off by Patton screaming: You got this! He, just then, forgot what his line was. He shifted on his feet, fidgeting with his sleeve. He looked out over the crowd silently, freezing in place.  Roman burst off of the stage, causing those in the crowd to gasp. His breath was heavy, for he was running out of the auditorium. His speed slowed slightly, as he tried to catch his breath. "Roman!" He heard in the distance, footsteps coming into earshot. "Roman!" The same voice called, Patton and Virgil now able to be seen. Logan was close behind, but only speed-walking. "Stop! Just stop!" Roman screamed, putting his hands in front of him. He backed away from them, "leave me alone!" "But we want to hel-" Patton started to say, but was cut off by Virgil. " Stop it Roman, just tell us what's wrong-" He tried to convince Roman. "No! You'd never understand! None of you would!" Roman turned around, running away from them once more. He burst through the entrance doors, and out onto the sidewalk. Before the three could catch up, he ran to the left. "Well come on, you aren't gonna let him get away that easy, are you?!" Virgil hollered, running after him. Once on the sidewalk, he noticed a crowd of people struggled past him, endless cars rolling past on the road. "It would take an infinite measure of time to recover him throughout this population." Logan said, adjusting his glasses. "Well, Logan, you could say.." Patton made an odd voice, standing with much perfected posture, "it would take an infinitesimal amount of time to find him if we put our minds to it." Logan groaned, "I get that I made a mistake Patton, just let it go."