#dad .

“I just wanted you to know that I’m really proud of you.”

this house , this town always got a little bit TOO quiet for roman’s ears , accustomed to the full buzzing of new york city . he couldn’t sleep again , and laid awake , scrolling mindlessly on his phone until it buzzed . a text from a recent stranger turned acquaintance about a party some of the college kids were throwing near one of the farms . finally a slice of normalcy . minus the toxins he’d once ingest , of course . 

throwing on a sweatshirt from earlier , roman stealthily made his way out of his creaky bedroom door , tiptoed past the twin’s room ( god forbid he broke that silence ) & made his way down the stairs . the back door would be best ; he assumed all in the house retired for the night , but best to avoid a run-in & blockage from his worried dad . 

to his dismay , however , just as he placed a hand at the doorknob , roman heard a coo coming from down the hall . ‘ fuck , ’ was whispered beneath his breath before making a run for it & opening the yet again creaky door.