It was late at night, and you were winding down on the couch, preparing to call it a day.

Your state of relaxation was interrupted as soon as Roman entered, looking energetic and hyper. He had just returned from Kendall's birthday party, an event attended by prominent figures in the business world. This wasn't the Roman you were used to; his usual relaxed and jokey demeanor had been replaced by an almost manic enthusiasm.

"I'm the only child dad will ever need." He declares as he slams the door shut behind him, walking over to you and swooping you up in his arms. "I'm the fucking best!"

"Rome!" You laugh, caught off guard by his sudden giddiness. "What the hell has gotten into you?"

Instead of answering, he spins you around. "I had a chat with Matsson. Guess who's scoring GoJo for us?" He beams, his enthusiasm was weirdly contagious.

You can't help but be amused by the transformation in Roman's demeanor. He was usually so sarcastic, seeing him genuinely happy was refreshing.