- Roman Griffin -
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Roman Griffin was a hopeless romantic to put it plainly. It was mid Fall, Halloween a few weeks away. He was at the antique store, browsing records like he did every Friday afternoon; the owners practically his second family.
Roman smiled to himself as he found a record by the Smiths. He looked up to his side, his eyes landing on you, somebody he hadn’t ever seen before. He felt his his face turning a soft red. You make eye contact with him which makes him to look away, staring at the records.