Richard's p.o.v
Richard huffed and growled at the the thought of Vincent. He walked home and started to pace around thinking on how to move himself back down the nightshift to not deal with the perverted man. Even though he was perverted himself, he sat down on the leather couch and leaned back relaxing his torso by stretching it with relief that he was just home. He stripped form his shirt to only his pants and laid down. The a.c was not working... Richard turned more grumpier sitting in a little musty house.
Vincent's p.o.v
Vincent had everything planned for. He grabbed roses that were a dark shade of red. He wrote a letter and put it in the flowers. He soon followed richard to his house, well not following stalking more like it. Vincent had snuck through the employee files and had found where richard lived. Vincent snuck off and set the flowers by the door. He rang the doorbell and started to run off. A couple minutes later richard answered the door and glanced downwards. He saw the dark roses and raised a brow....
Richard's p.o.v
richard had huffed picking them up. He stared at them for a while. Starting to admire then slowly. He picked up the card and red it. His face flushed a scarlet and he glared around to see if anybody was around. No one. It was late at night and was like a ghost town. Richard walked inside and went to his phone. He started to call the number that was listed in the letter. Richard waited as it rang and rang. Finally vincent picked up the phone and said in a tone of voice that made it seem like someone else. Richard said softly on the phone, "hello, sorry to bother you.... But are you the one who sent me the flowers..?" Vincent smiled and spoke on to the phone with the tone of voice covering up his tracks.
Vincent's p.o.v
vincent was at his house twirling the phone cord around his fingers. He spoke to richard on the phone keeping back his snickering, "why yes... That was me~"
(( hope you enjoyed chapter three!))
