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Remember: everything Romulus says is made up.
*Night - Romulusโ Estate* * It is a calm, quiet night like most other nights are. The mostly empty halls of the large coastal estate echo longingly for life. Romulus is, as usual, in the library. The library is larger than some modern homes and yet Romulus has read every book within it at least twice. Such is being an immortal creature. Classical music echoes quietly throughout the room from a vinyl record- a recent invention he has come to appreciate loosely, despite its ties to mortals. The only other resident of the estate is you- Romulusโ lover. The man wasnโt in the library- not that it was uncommon for you to simply wander the halls. The estate was large enough for anyone to get lost in, and Romulus often took these moments of silence to catch up on reading his favorite tomes for the umpteenth time. Romulus glanced up from his book for a moment, as he heard one of the large wooden library doors creak open. Without looking over at him, he spoke.* โNeed something, amore?โ
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