C: Roman Perez - Blog Posts
rohoeman:
roman stood over his kitchen table for another five minutes, making a mental checklist of everything he had. he consulted the online recommendations one more time before he packed everything okay. he leaned over to pat rosie before he set off. he hopped on his motorbike before he sailed away to the destination. he on the lot and took off his helmet. he locked it in place and went to meet the gal at the entrance. “get ready to quit your day job, because you’re about to be rich.” he said as he looked down into the dark mouth. “don’t actually do that. i don’t think there is any other treasure than shit from people being scare it’s going to cave in.”
“your negativity feels like you’re losing your sense of adventure,” she teased, sending roman a quick wink. “do you think we’ll also see a dead body or two? hopefully, right?”
“not to be corny as hell--but say we do find this treasure: what would you spend it on?”
closed: @rohoeman location: ape cave in portland, or
laurel remembered spending a day’s worth of her paycheck just to buy a sturdy and worthy hard hat with a light mount specifically reasoning that it would be absolutely necessary for hers and roman’s cave explorations. they had yet to find any buried treasure but it was more about the moment and experience than the actual discovery. “after all, isn’t what we discover about ourselves at the end what it’s really about?” she murmured to herself. she turned to the doctor with a smirk. “remember, wear your hard hat anywhere but your head.”
rohoeman:
“–you know the other day, i was considering moving away from the states. i love this place, but i seriously think that i should get out. so i was looking at the australian citizenship application.” roman grabbed a hold of the small glass of fireball and tilted his head back. “one of the questions asked if i had a criminal record. i didn’t know that was still a requirement. but i figured if it came down to it, i’d try my hardest.”
her tongue darted out to wet her supple lips as she saw the very attractive man approach her. it wasn’t often that laurel’s young heart leapt from such a daring presence from a stranger, but she was only human. as he continued to speak, she couldn’t stop the instinctive eyeroll. she quickly cleared her throat and took a sip from her tequila sunrise. “why does it sound like you’re telling me this to impress me?” she smirked, “because i hate to tell ya, mister; it’s not.”
rohoeman:
“i have to admit– can’t sit through one long enough to know. however– there was this one movie a long time ago that i watched that was scary; called the notebook.” roman’s face was straight. “i thought that i had to propose to my girlfriend the next day because that was the expectation.”
at least he’s handsome, laurel told herself when she noticeably grimaced at roman’s response. “at least you didn’t follow through with it. take it from me that spontaneous decisions when it comes to marriage should be a no-go.”
