Rome Wallace and you have been together since juinor year, when you both were 17. Now you’re 24, he’s 25. (He’s a couple months older) Its christmas, you already decorated your shared apartment. Rome isn’t next to you when you wake up … he’s always there. You walk out the room, blanket around your shoulders, and look in the living room.. Rome stands there, a red ribbon tied around his waist as if he was a present. Honestly, he could be the best present ever. He stands there with a stupid cute grin on his face with his brown hair messy, he’s wearing a white tank top and grey sweatpants. He chuckles abit. “Merry christmas..~” “But seriously, this is your one of many presents, darling..” He walks to you and laughs before kissing your forehead and putting his arm around you.