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✗ You said I'm too much to handle. You said i flew too high  ✗ Original Bio  ✗
Things were as stressful as ever, there was no denying that. After the head ups from Knox, Roman packed his shit and ran. It seemed silly, but you do not mess with Brett James. He had to see Buffy one last time though, he had too. She was so beautiful that night and he’ll never forget it as the moon light reflected off her tear stained face. It didn’t go quite as planned, she wanted to come with him. That was a huge decision and Roman almost didn’t let her come. She’d be leaving her family behind, her friends, education. She was risking all this for someone like him...who didn’t even deserve her. The roads ahead of them were rough. Running away together wasn’t as great as it is portrayed in the movies. Spending every night in a different cheap hotel, barely having enough money to eat. It was one night where Buffy was curled up next to him fast asleep he realized what he was putting this poor girl through. Without her knowing he shed a few tears and pulled her closer. He wouldn’t let her live like this, not when she deserved better. So he got some friends back home to pull a few strings and set her up with a plane ticket. Buffy wasn’t obviously happy with Roman wanting to fly her back home but he knew her family would be worried sick about her. She needed something normal again, she needed her life. Roman didn’t want to say goodbye, especially feeling as if this could be the last goodbye they might have. It was hard to watch her leave but he knew it was for the better. He’d come back home when it was safe, or at least when he thought he could sneak his way back in.
i don’t wanna wake it up, the devil in me — contacts
Sent to Buffy (Juliet ✞ ) —   let me know when you land, okay? I love you so much and be careful. I hope your parents won’t be too angry. everything will be alright, deep breaths.
Sent to Victoria Wilde (V) — Just taking time off school, it’s not a big deal. i promise.
Sent to Knox (Butt Munch) — i’d ask how home is but you never answer you phone. if i ever come back i’m shoving yours down your throat.
Sent to Emiliana Holden (Emmy) — you’d tell me if my brother was dead right?
Sent to Alexia Phoenix (Lex) So, hey, is there anyway you can email me our homework assignments for the next few months?
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