Virgil's Birthday- Or Not

Roman's Room

After Virgil knocked, Roman's door swung open. "Greetings, my Chemically Imbalanced Romance! Tis' nice to see you on such a special day!" he sung. Virgil's heart lifted, he remembered!

"I'm so glad, Roman, everyone else forgot what today was!" At that, Roman looked at him quizzically. "How could anyone forget today is a Saturday? It is the most special, amazing day of the week and they forgot?! Outrageous!" The anxious one's heart dropped.

Oh.

"U-Um, no they didn't forget it was Saturday, they just forgot today was... um, National Hard Candy day. And by everyone, I meant all of us except me and Logan," Virgil explained, lying flawlessly. Roman nodded, looking at him strangely. "I didn't know you were that passionate about a, um, specific type of candy." Virgil shrugged. "Well, now you do." 

Roman looked at him skeptically, then gestured to his room. "Well, I'm currently wrapping presents in my closet while practicing my amazing singing skills. So, if you would be so kind to excuse me, I shall continue. Oh and I must say, the lipstick does look quite dashing on you. Though not as good as mine, your lipstick-applying skills are superb," Princey explained. Virgil thanked him and turned away, flinching at the shutting of the door behind him.

Everyone forgot.

Anxiety rushed back to his room and grabbed a makeup wipe, rubbing his lips. Black was smeared onto the square and he scrubbed his lips until they were only slightly stained dark, the lipstick gone now. Throwing it into the trash, he flopped onto the bed, sniffing as tears pricked his eyes and began to flow down his cheeks. They forgot. No one remembered. I guess the internet was right.

If you forgot, then it wasn't important.