*:・゚✧ closed starter for @vicoius *:・゚✧
typically roman would have never made such a crucial and telling mistake, but he had slipped up tonight, big time. he been planning to meet his friend at the bar downtown after classes that friday night, and he had been running late. it was out of the ordinary for the male to be late. of course, he had to go by his apartment to wrap up his hand, bandaging up the massive incision that had been made on his skin during his latest spree. finally, he had changed his shirt and made it to the bar about fifteen minutes late. he flashed a devilish smile as he sat down across from the other. “hey, sorry i’m late. there was terrible traffic on the way over.” he had no reason to be mistrusted, but it was suspicious behavior. he ordered himself a glass of chardonnay before the waitress left. his hands clasped together on the table, and he was seemingly mindless to the fact that he had almost bled through the band-aid. “so, you’ve any plans for the weekend?” his dark eyes watching the other’s reactions. he was good at studying people, which made his serial desires so pleasurable because he would stalk over people before eliminating them.












