A/N: Set after S04E03. Warning for ED portrayal.
Roman is alone in his apartment. He sent his driver out to get him some pizza before dismissing him. Most people would turn to drink in this situation, but alcohol has always bored him. He's just eaten two pizzas all by himself and is feeling reckless as he watches the coverage of his father's death on TV. It's the main story on most channels, even though a billion other people probably died today.
He takes his phone out and calls his father's number, not knowing why he's doing it. He closes his eyes, remembering the last message he left him. He wishes he could take it back, or just know for sure if he had listened to it.
Next, he calls Gerri and gets her voicemail as well. Anger overtakes him.
"You fucking… bitch," he slurs, sounding drunk although he isn't. "You couldn't even… give me a fucking hug, when my dad just died? I know, I fired you, but I only did that because he told me to, and then I left him that fucking voicemail, and now he's dead and that's probably what killed him. Fuck… you. You really are a stone… cold… bitch. I hate you."
He listens to the message before sending it. He imagines Gerri dropping dead with shock after listening to it. He presses the number to rerecord his message, then hangs up.
He stares at the TV where Media mogul dies at 82 is still splashed across the bottom of the screen. He turns it off and goes to the bathroom to get rid of the pizza. He brushes his teeth thoroughly before bed, but can still taste the vomit in the morning.