**Vic's POV**
I was so happy with a home that I could finally call mine.
As I dropped my laptop on the table and opened up my favorite lets-get-to-it playlist, I took a walk around the massive living room. Most of my stuff had already been moved in. It was now only a matter of where to put it and how to style it.
As I made his way to the back of the living room, I suddenly felt a wave of chilly air surge through me. It was cold enough to make the hairs on my arms and my neck stand up.
"Well, at least I know that I have air conditioning. Lord knows how hot and clammy the summers can get." I pointed out to myself as I rubbed my arms.
I laughed a little and rolled my eyes as I began to unpack. The house was empty and dusty, but it definitely had potential.
A few days of unpacking and decorating went by. I had hardly given myself a moment's rest. I wanted the place to be at least somewhat livable before my busy schedule would pick up again.
Suddenly, as I was filling the cupboards in the kitchen, I noticed that my laptop wasn't playing the music anymore that I had put on. I put down the box of mugs, and headed into the living room. Dreams by Fleetwood Mac was playing.
Fleetwood Mac? I had no such thing in my library. Or so I thought, anyways. As I looked a bit closer, I noticed a CD case of the album lying next to my laptop.
"Where the hell did that come from?" I raised an eyebrow and looked around. "Is... anybody here?" I called out.
Besides the music playing, it stayed quiet. No one answered. And of course no one answered, there was no one else around. Duh.
I casually walked back into the kitchen, not really bothered by the change of music, as I then noticed that the rest of the mugs were gone. How... curious. I then opened up the cupboard where I had intended to put them in, and saw how they were already there; neatly placed upside-down, same as how I would have done it.
But I did do it... right? I scratched the back of my head, slightly confused. It must've been the lack of sleep fucking with my head.
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FanfictionKellin Quinn is a writer. He doesn't write best-selling books, but he does earn enough to not need a job on the side. He never even really needs to leave his house for anything... Vic Fuentes finally moves out on his own. After having gone through s...
