Prinxiety Oneshots

Stare

Virgil had noticed something today. Roman. Staring at him. Why him?

They were in the common room. Virgil was trying to ignore the fact that Roman was staring at him. Then he gave up, sighed, and turned to him.

"What is it, Princey?" He asked.

"Hm? Oh, sorry. I couldn't help but stare at you."

"And why are you staring at me? Do I look that hideous?"

"What? Never! I was staring at you because you're the opposite of hideous."

"Really?"

He nodded. "Really."

"Thanks, Princey..."