Roman particularly showed a happy attitude along the way to his home. His arms swayed eagerly as he kept walking. Looking behind, he flashed multiple smiles at the rest of the party. Despite the population at Pallet Town, it proved a difficult challenge in finding friends. The whole incident of zombies and robots really changed people for the worse. Roman lacked the social aspect of friends. More than likely, the other three individuals probably wouldn't have agreed to enter his home if they weren't forced to work together.
Maybe Nunchuks did something good for a change. Roman looked up at the sky with much optimism. Taking another look behind him, he started thinking about his new comrades. They had their quirks yet they seemed like good company. Roman couldn't be too picky in this world. Jonathan was the first person that the kid met. Overall, his addiction to radioactive puddles was weird, but his other qualities made up for it. He does initiate action before thought as seen by his execution on the zombie. There was a lack of facial expressions because of the mask thus Roman identities him as calm and collected. Through his mannerisms, it does showcase that he has dealt with more dangerous situations. Like the guy did not even flinch at the sight of a dead body. Roman was overall fortunate that he wasn't hostile.
Roman met Honey during the zombie/kitchen incident. From what he heard, she was the newest resident of Pallet Town. Like she literally just entered the gates about a few hours early apparently. This did bring up a lot of questions once Roman began daydreaming. Who exactly was she? Her small stature did not stop her from speaking her mind. When Roman referred to her ass, she really made it clear that she was going to kick his ass. That's kind of hot, sort of. Honey already started calling the shots after Nunchuks left the scene. More than likely, the woman was going to be more serious and no play.
The last one was the most eye-catching. Radioactivity caused many deformations and mutations in certain individuals. Sometimes it proved to be a blessing and others a curse. Roman peered over his shoulder and turned back around once he saw Catherine. He already knew her. It was hard not to considering a spider-lady was a conversation starter for the town. This was one of the few times he was in close vicinity of the woman. Despite how everyone was scared of her appearance, she appeared tame. Like almost as scared of everyone else. Catherine proved polite and understanding of human life. Though she did have a few outbursts that were contradicting. It was perplexing yet overall she seemed cool to hang out with. Even then, Roman would probably still...
"Bang! We're here!" Roman shouted once they came to his hut. The building itself was constructed from various metals. It did not look homely if presented before the apocalypse. Nowadays, anyone would be happy with this structure. The door was just an easy turn on the doorknob. It was a narrow and tall frame. Opening the door revealed a thin red curtain, probably acting as a screen door. Walking inside, everything was on clear notice.
The mattress that Roman lied in was near the wall with a few pillows and sheets piled. Another mattress laid on the other side of the room. A coffee table stayed in the middle of the room. Various chairs surrounded the table such as a lawn chair, a stool, and a beanbag chair. "That bean bag chair was a great find!" Roman announced proudly.
Something then caught his eye. There were a few reading materials on the corner of the bed. He awkwardly yet attempting to be stealthy walked over to them. He quickly grabbed the magazines and stuffed them under his mattress. He looked back at the group as if nothing had happened. Roman even tried to start a conversation on the matter of hand. "So what is the plan guys? How are we going to catch this criminal?
