Prinxiety -- Online Lover Pt.1

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Virgil POV 

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Oh my goodness will he just shut up! I didn't really think that much about my roommate choice, I just wanted to get away from my last roommate. I'm regretting it now.

"You'll be back, soon you'll see. You'll remember you belong to me" Roman sings loudly while he does the dishes.

I can hear him through my headphones, I'm sitting in the living room on my tablet working on some of my homework. He's in the next room over cleaning.

I'll give it to him, at least he's clean that's more than I can say for my last roommate. And at least he has a good voice, I just wish I couldn't hear him right now. His Hamiltonian harmonizing is clashing with my moody music.

I don't bother trying to wait. I've tried before, it isn't worth the time.

I set my headphones to the side and pull out my phone and text the only person who makes Roman bearable. Princey,

Anxiety:

How hard is it to hire a hitman to come and kill me?

Princey:

What happened this time?

Anxiety:

My bloody roommate is singing again. I can't concentrate on my project with him singing.

Princey:

I would say I'm sorry, but it seems like I only ever talk to you when your roommate is singing.

Anxiety:

That's not true, I talk to you plenty.

Princey:

Whatever you say my emo nightmare.

Princey:

What project are you working on now?

Anxiety:

It's cartoons and animation this week, I just can't get the hang of it.

Anxiety:

It should be simple, just line art and paint bucket, it doesn't even have shading

Anxiety:

What kind of drawing doesn't have shading!

Anxiety:

Kill me now

Princey:

Please no. Then I wouldn't be able to see you ever. :(

Anxiety:

Maybe someday my prince ;)

Princey:

I promise, when that day comes I'll kiss you everyday.

I set my phone down, smiling, but unsure how to respond, Roman has stopped singing. Thank goodness, now I can focus.

I met Princey online through some of our other friends, Logic and Morality. I can't remember how we all first met. I think it was just the sense of balance that we brought to each other Logic's levelheadedness evens out Morality's energetic nature and Princey's confidence and optimism balanced out my anxiety.

Now I have personal chats with each of them, but I really only ever use Princey's. I'm waiting for the day that I can actually meet him, all of them, but especially him. Somehow through our texts we decided we wanted to start dating. But only on the condition that the first time we see and hear each other is in real life. So that means no Phone Calls, FaceTime, or pictures of ourselves.

I finish up the animation project as soon as I can. I don't like how it turns out, it seems to normally proportioned. Most animation breaks some rule of proportion wether it means making it chubbier (think Chibi) or thinner (think Nightmare before Christmas) I opted for a chubbier style, but it isn't turning out right.

I send it to Princey anyway.

Anxiety:

*sent a picture*

Princey:

*applause* That looks fantastic Anxiety!

Anxiety:

Eh, not my best work. I work well with realistic art, not cartoons.

Princey:

That doesn't negate the fact that it is adorable.

Princey:

...

Princey:

I don't suppose you made it rainbow on purpose?

I take a second look at the chubby animal, huh, I didn't even realize I made it rainbow. I just picked whatever colors I thought looked good.

Anxiety:

I didn't realize...I guess even my subconscious us gay.

Princey:

XD

Princey:

Only you wouldn't notice.

Anxiety:

I should probably change it before I hand it in.

Princey:

Why? I think it's perfect?

Anxiety:

I wouldn't want someone to recognize it and come after me.

Princey:

*sighs* it's probably for the best. Can you keep a copy of it like this?

Anxiety:

Sure, you have the one I sent you.

Princey:

:'(

Anxiety:

You'll live.

Princey:

Somehow.

I roll my eyes and go make myself some ramen for dinner. I put on a random show while I finish another, much easier, project. After what is probably a few too many hours of TV I go to bed. 

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