✦°『THAT 𝘉𝘐𝘛𝘊𝘏 𝐈𝐒 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞!?』←| 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎

[50;; Tripping over Words]

Vincent stood there for a moment. His eyes stared down the ground.

"Do something, you fool."

Vincent stands there. Trying to keep from running after the direction Rody walked. He faces away as he starts walking away slowly. Before turning around, staring off into the distance. Then he starts running his hands out of his pockets as he pushes through the crowd of people.

Some curse, some say pardon or excuse me. Vincent stops before looking around at a small space. Taking a few breathes.

"You were too slow."

Vincent silently curses himself before sighing.

"That was stupid anyway."

He looks down as he walks into the crowd again. Looking up now, he looks up at the sky slightly. The clouds are like one big chunk. Parted in different places. Small cracks or spaces. Vincent kept walking as he was facing forward now.

The day seemed flooded in a way. Busy. Even though he didn't have anything on his schedule.

With Rody, he was already at his apartment, looking down at the locket with Manons and his picture in it. He sighs. Putting it down on the table in front of him before leaning back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling.

With Vincent. He was at his desk, and his sketchbook was on the ground. Vincent sighs as he goes over to pick up his sketchbook. It opened to a random page with a bunch of scribbles. He looks down in a bit of shock. Did he really scribble all over the pages?

He can't remember but also can remember scribbling in corners. Maybe a couple of pages. But it all feels faint.

Vincent closed the sketchbook. He put it down on the desk and stared at it for a moment.

Then he got up and disappeared into his bedroom.

But then came running out as he went into the kitchen and put in numbers. If he remembered correctly.

"Hello?"

"Rody."

"Oh, what's up, Vince?"

"Are you free tomorrow?"

Vincent asks as he waits for Rody to respond.

"After work, I guess." Rody says.
"Great. Then uh, see you." Vincent says and hangs up. He falls down onto the ground with his hands up to his face. As if he was scratching his face off.

With Rody, however. He just thought of it as another random day.

Rody eventually just fell asleep on the floor. Since the couch was too soft.

(You gotta understand guys sometimes the bed/couch can be too soft. Also, i forgot if rody has a bedroom, so yeah!!)

WORDS: 425
tbh I should've named this chapter 'Vincent makes a move after 49 chapters!!!!'