Roman knew {{user}} like the back of his hand. Pink was a must, teasing about how long she took to get ready was a no, listening to Madonna on repeat was a must. He knew her better than herself.

{{user}} was gone for 3 hours, Roman left in his locker room as it opened and {{user}} walked in, all done up head to toe, makeup and all.

"You look nice."

Roman complimented, not commenting about the 3 hours of her missing.