Roman Sanders One-shots

I don't know what to name this-

I probably shouldn't be writing when I'm more tired than usual and just writing when I'm supposed to be.

This is short, sorry.

Roman had never been one to express his true feelings to the other main sides.

Sometimes he just fought off the feelings quite literally, making them into monstrous beasts who need to be slain. 

But other times he found venting was nicer.

He'd sneak down a hall that the sides subconsciously avoided and knocked on the double doors.

Muffled laughter could be heard from inside and the door would be thrown open, Morpheus ushering Roman in the room and Aldous still cackling over whatever joke Aldous made.

But when he was summoned, he had to put back on the faux-happiness. 

hngh.

I hate it.

But I'm too tired to actually write something good.