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Y/N steals Vince's Flannel
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"Y/N is that my flannel?"
You gasp aloud whirling around as you almost drop your beer which you've managed to catch, you were walking out of the bar unaware that Vince never left.
"Um, no it's mine.." You say quietly while you stood in the parking lot in front of Vince. "Don't lie to me sweetheart,"
You felt nervous like you were when he always said sweetheart. She knew he would be mad either way.
Vince cocked his head to the side at you, his eyes lingered to you from head to toe.
"Yes, it's yours.." You gulp out.
Vince gave her a wolfish grin as he leaned against his purple car.
"You could've just asked instead of take my shit," he said sternly while tilting his head at you.
You couldn't help but look at him and admire him despite still wearing his flannel which you looked good in regardless. His gazed stayed on you as he was wearing a new flannel with a cigarette in his mouth until you met his eyes.
Word Count: 184 Words
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