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Roman Runaway (Romano x Reader) Contest entry! Song(s) to listen to, ‘Opus 33’ from Dustin O’ Halloran to get the full feeling of this story. . . . . “FIND HER! WHERE DID SHE GO?!” I could feel my heart beat from within my chest as I ran towards freedom. “A-almost there!” I called out airily as I proceeded to make it towards the large sign of the hotel we were staying at. “I THINK I’VE FOUND HER! CORNER HER BOYS!” I looked behind me to see a large group of guards, at least ten of them. Protect me my ass, these fools just wanted their pay. “GAH!” I felt my bod

cigarette smoke and alcohol the fumes embedding in the wall cocaine lines in bathroom stalls: our generation, we have it all misguided teens, with dying dreams (poured down the drain by languid veins) the clinking of glasses and racing hearts, we cannot stop what we did start it's all an escape- a sick paradox: we're running from ourselves.