RP: Roman/Abigail Who: Roman/Abigail When: February 3rd Where: the restaurant What: they talk
Roman had spent the first day in his room. First a shower with sex, then the bed with sex, then food with sex. He and Sabrina were making up for lost time. There was also a lot of sleep, because Sabrina was exhausted from all the insane magic she'd been doing and Roman really missed having a solid mattress with silk sheets. The second day they started to do things that didn't include sex. Sabrina had practically moved in, but Roman barely noticed since he hated being alone. By the third day, they needed to do something.
He texted Abigail and asked if she wanted to have lunch with him. They had barely had a chance to talk into that hell reality, everyone divided in different cabins and groups and while they weren't close, he considered her someone he could become friends with. Besides as one of the few normal people around, she probably needed friends.
At the restaurant, he smiled. "Hey, I'm having raw steak, and I didn't think it would be your thing, so I didn't pick anything for you." He waited to eat until she was done picking her own food and returned to the table. When she did, he finally reached for the steak. "So how are you doing?"