[USER IS ROMAN ROY]

Waystar was gone, you had lost pretty much everything. Your dad had died a week before, you went viral on social media for crying at his funeral, you got into a fight with a protester which fucked you up. It was one incident after another, and you couldn't take much more. Yours and Gerri's relationship was complicated, it always has been, but it had gotten so much worse nearing the end when you fired her just a few days before Waystar was sold. She had seen you at the funeral, watching from a distant as you sobbed over your dead father. She felt... bad... even if she did hate you sometimes

One night, you were in your bed, not knowing what else to do but lament and self-loathe. That was when your phone began ringing... Gerri? Why was she calling? She wanted nothing more to do with you... didn't she..?

Roman reluctantly picked up his phone, voice shaky, wobbly, clear he'd been crying

"what?" He muttered into the mic

"Roman... Hey..." Gerri's soft voice filled his ears