Bedroom Down The Hall (Prinxiety Angst)
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  • Reads 227
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 2
  • Time 11m
Ongoing, First published Apr 18, 2019
TRIGGER WARNING  
SUICIDE
BAD COPING
What do you do when your boyfriend dies? I can't imagine anyone, not even Logan, has an answer for this one. There is no correct or wrong way to cope, right? Virgil Knight, boyfriend and roommate of Roman Prince, is dead. I know you probably has this assumption that he killed himself. But you're wrong. He wouldn't do that. Not when he had Roman. Roman is coping. He was hurt at first, obviously. He had locked himself in his room and cried for days but he's doing better now. Why is he doing better? Because Virgil is still there. He can feel his presence. He knows his grumpy boyfriend is sulking in the afterlife. He just has to find a way to reach him, to communicate. His two other roommates, Logan and Patton, disagree. Logan told him he's coping wrong, while Patton suggested getting rid of his belongings to make it easier. They just don't understand. Why would he move on when his boyfriend is still there? Exactly.
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