Roman picked up his cell phone and listened to the message Seth sent to him. He sighed out loud, looking at the hotel room wall. The Samoan rubbed his face, all his mind had been consumed with was hoping he would be able to see Joelle. It didn’t hurt him so bad that he was getting the divorce. The whole event was a long time coming, but his daughter? She’s his whole world. He could use the time to relax. The Samoan got himself together with all of his belongings, going all the way to the bar. Upon entering the room, he could see Seth there and he gave him a weak smile. He approached him and gave the male a big tight embrace, once again sighing before pulling away.“Hey man. I’m here….I just need to not think about this. I’m sorry for not textin’ ya, or callin’ ya back or anythin’.’
Seth smiled softly at his friend, knowing that he couldn’t possibly be mad at the older man for not calling or texting. Roman had a lot on his mind, and Seth knew and understood that. He took a drink of his own drink, hitting Roman’s shoulder with his own as the man sat down, trying not to remember the feel of Roman’s arms around him in the hug. “Man, it’s fine, I don’t mind. I’m here for ya, remember that, alright?” Seth responds, ordering a drink for his friend and passing it to him.