Roman's brows furrowed as his mouth turned grim. He leaned forward in his chair and Zadia could instantly smell the peppermint gum he was chewing on. "Are you... okay in the head?" He asked, somewhat interested in knowing. She acted way too... weird to be considered normal.
Zadia's jaw clenched. Her lips pulled inwards, frustration evident in her expression. She hated questions that made it seem like she was crazy. She wasn't crazy. "Hand me a knife and ask me that question again." She threatened. "You'll see for yourself."
"I'm scared.." Said Roman, unfazed by her threat. He couldn't deny that the little vixen could hold her own, but when it came down to actual combat she wasn't a competition. "Have we met before?" He questioned, snapping his finger. "You look familiar."
"No." She answered, covering Tino's ears with her hands. "I'm sure I'd remember meeting a dickhead like you."
Roman laughed lightly and it took Zadia by surprise. She removed her hands from Tino's ears. "You insult like a second-grader." He replied. "Now, what aren't you telling me? I'd hate to have to lock you up again..."
Zadia was having enough of him and his stupid mouth, so she told him the truth, so her nerves would stop irking. "Money. She left me money." She told him. "Eliśa said she'd send more and to not worry about how." She concluded. "That's it, that's the truth."
Roman stared at her face intently, looking for any signs of deceit. When he saw nothing, he leaned back into his chair, slightly taking her word for it.
An awkward silence filled the room, their eyes inspecting the other. Roman was confused about how parts of her body held a different shade. Zadia's face was dark but when it came down to her arms and hands it was light, her fingers were long and slender, and her fingernails perfectly cut but bitten at the edges. She had long legs, ones that went with her heavy athletic thighs and perfectly shaped calves. Roman didn't get a look at her ass earlier because he wasn't the type to stare at a woman's ass, but yet again he found his curiosity peaked.
Zadia hated the fact that he had tattoos that covered his entire left arm and his right arm was bare as a field in the winter. He had a tawny complexion, and a warm undertone, with a brawny body. He looked like a dangerous man, with big rough hands to prove it. His dark hair was seemingly a low fade and buzz cut mix and as she looked further down, he had a French beard that he most likely grew to cover his long chin.
"Are you suicidal or something?" Asked Roman.
Zadia cocked a brow in surprise. "Of course not, why would you even ask me that?"
He shrugged, his muscles tensing. "You haven't taken your insulin since yesterday... seems like a suicidal thing to do." He responded. "I was able to get you some. There's more, but it'll last you to the end of the week. After that, you're on your own." Zadia's mouth opened but shut midway watching an unknown woman poke her head into the room. She knocked, getting Roman's attention. "What is it?" Roman asked, his voice smooth.
Lynn scratched the back of her head, walking into the room. She had been eavesdropping on their conversation, curious to know who the woman Roman brought here, was. "Adam says you should come downstairs, that there's something on tv you should see."
Roman's face scrunched up, looking at her. "His dumbass couldn't just tell you what it was." He said standing up. The black t-shirt he had on cling to his body.
Lynn kept her eyes on him at all times. "Ahh, nope." She cleared her throat, nodding towards Zadia. "But he said you should bring her."
Roman turned to Zadia, his hands on his hips as he glanced down at her. "You're good right? Not gonna try and run away like an idiot or anything?" Zadia rolled her eyes but eventually nodded. "Alright, come along." He motioned with his finger. "By the way, we're even right?"
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