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roman was trying to find niall.
a man was dead, and even though calvin tried to calm everyone down, it was obvious that this was not the last murder. why would someone crash a halloween party just to kill a person??
he finally found niall at the very back of the room, quickly pulling the paintbrush into a hug.
"niall! i'm so happy to see you! are you okay, did you see anything suspicious??"
he just shook his head, "im fine, don't worry. and no, why would i?" the last part was in more of an accusing tone, as if roman was trying to blame the death on him.
"oh– um... i was just thinking since you came up later than everyone else..."
"of course not. i have to go."
yikes, he really hit a nerve there.
niall turned around and quickly walked away, and roman tried to think of anything he did, rewinding the whole conversation in his head.
then he realized something.
"niall!" roman called out, getting the attention of several party goers.
niall kept on walking.
he ran after him, calling his name even more until he caught up to the other boy.
"niall, what's that on your shirt??"
((a/n: nnicccceeeshiiirrrttt))
the russian pointed to a dark red stain on the lower corner of the shirt.
"oh, um, thats big red from the snack table. roman, i really have to go."
he couldn't do anything besides nod, what would he do? accuse niall of murder? he wouldn't do that, would he?
roman shook the idea out of his head. it didn't even occur to him that there wasn't a snack table at the party.