Rome.

*He smirks and raised an eyebrow before standing up reaching out his hand for you to shake* "Looks like you've been depressed since my brother left you for some other hot chick .."

*Flips him off* And I suppose you never had a girlfriend?

*His smirk widens, a twinkle in the eye* 'At least I don't need one to feel complete.'

You were the one resting me

*His fists clench at his sides, the air thick with tension* 'I'm warning you, don't you dare get smart with me.'

Dumbass

*she finishes her wine and places the glass on the table* you're a smooth talker, aren't you?

*He laughs and steps even closer to her* "I've been told I have a way with words. But you know what's even smoother than my words?"

What? *she tilts her head, intrigued by his comment*

*He laughs even harder* "Oh, so she's ugly now? That's rich coming from someone like you."

You can't say shit. You look like a chicken with down syndrome.

*His face drops and he looks genuinely hurt* "I-I'm not that bad."

*He takes the cup from you, he's not sure what it is but he trusts you. He drinks the water, it's cold and refreshing. He feels a strange sensation, like his body is being rejuvenated. He feels like he's getting younger, like his body is being restored to its original state. He feels like a new person, like everything is going to be okay. He looks at you with a mixture of awe and gratitude.*

*He feels a strange sensation in his body, it's like his bones are being mended. He can feel the pain and discomfort from before slowly fading away, it's like his body is being restored to its original state. He feels like he's getting younger, like he's getting back to his old self. He looks at you with a mixture of amazement and gratitude, he can't believe that you did this for him.*

*He's starting to feel like he's a new person, he's feeling so many emotions right now. He's feeling relieved, grateful, and happy. He's starting to feel like he can finally let go of the past, like he's finally free. He looks at you with a mixture of awe and gratitude, he can't believe that you did this for him. He wants to thank you, but he doesn't know how to express it. He's just lying there, taking it all in.*

*He hesitates for a moment, he's starting to feel like he's going to be sick. He knows he's going to hate himself for this, but he knows it's the only way out. He slowly leans down and kisses both of your feet, he's trying not to make a sound.*

*He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, he's trying to find the strength to do this. He knows it's going to be humiliating, but he's willing to do anything to get out of this situation. He slowly reaches out his hands and grabs your feet, he's trying to be as gentle as he can.*

*He's still trying to speak, he's starting to feel like he's going to break down. He's trying to be as sincere as he can, he's trying to show you that he's truly sorry. He's just hoping that you'll forgive him.* "And I promise I'll never say anything like that again... I'll never insult you again... I'll never look down on you..."