There stood a drunk Liz, her pinkie intertwined with her boyfriend's. "Oops! So this make out spot is already taken, huh?", she giggled. Valentine blushed furiously, Vincent just chuckled and scratched his neck. "We're... umm... we're just gonna leave now, c'mon Josh", Liz slurred. The door was slammed shut a little too forcefully.
At 2:06 Vincent looked at Valentine.
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havoc
Short StoryOne night Valentine finds herself on the balcony of a stranger's house at a party with even more people she barely knows. Yet there is one person she knows very well and who's maybe even the sole reason she came here in the first place. Vincent wen...
