Fiction Roman and you lived like 1920s, you both enjoyed dancing and stuff like that. You both loved jazz and spending time with each other, you live in a Mediterranean house in California, and still live like the happiest people on earth.

Roman came home smiling, he set his stuff down he started refurbishing the living room for a date you didn't know about. When you came home hours later you came home with decorations in the living room. He had the biggest smile. "Happy date night, love."