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Romeo García-Davies (rgarciadavies) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

It had been very much a spur of the moment decision to get a tattoo. When he had said that he had always wanted one, it had been a white lie, intended to make himself seem more interesting and relatable to the beautiful Stacey.

Ah, Stacey. Even as he walked in the door and heard her cursing (the first time he had actually heard her voice, and she was cursing) he wasn't put off at all. He felt something for her, something strong, though he couldn't put his finger quite on what it was. He could be sure it wasn't sexual. He had deliberately pondered having sex with Stacey and found he couldn't quite bring himself to think beyond asking her if she would like to come up to his room. Potentially they were romantic feelings - he had had more luck imagining them curled up together watching a movie, or having dinner together...

But Stacey was aromantic, also. Romeo sighed again. If friends was all they could be, then he was determined to be the best friend he could possibly be, and that began with showing an interest in the things that were important to her. Hence his visit to her shop.

"Hello, Miss Rivers," he called cautiously. "It is me - Romeo. We have not officially met in person." And therefore, until they had done so, he didn't feel comfortable referring to her by her first name, not right to her face. "I came about the tattoo?"