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Vincent- me
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Vincent whistled happily to himself, right now he was currently on top of one of the many rooftops in the small town of the dead, being a chimney sweep, and one of the only few in the town, Vincent had to get up early to start and end very late into the night, sometimes even going back into the morning.
He didn't mind though, this job was one of the many things that he honestly truly enjoyed. His farther wasn't overly enthusiastic or supportive in the slightest about Vincent's talent for chalk arts, he found it stupidly time wasting and had even told him that he should just focus on become a proper business man.
Yeah, not his thing.
As much as his farther was a very strict and upright parent, he was really the only family he had. He never knew his mother and had just assumed that his farther and his mother weren't even married to being with, he didn't think to much about his past and only focused on tomorrow and he future.
Vincent stopped and held his soot covered chimney brush at his side, he took of his cap and brushed it against his forehead.
"Another day, 'nother sunset..." he smiled as he looked on into the horizon, he golden suns rays were gradually disappearing behind the forest of concrete and brick, the sky glowed with orange yellows and reds, beautiful inspiration for a chalk drawing
Too bad he didn't have a camera.
"Well then...." Vincent picked up his brush as twirled it round his fingers "I'd better be gettin' myself back home...pops will be wonderin' where I am..." he whistled again, walking over to the edge of the building and tapping his brush on the side of the building and shaking off he soot.
As he did he had only just noticed how mucky he had gotten, looks like his dad was going to be angry at him for not looking like a gentlemen, again.
"Wha? *COUGH* *COUGH* H-Hey!! *COUGH*"
Vincent stopped abruptly and pulled his brush back away from the edge of the building, he stood up on the edge and peered down, the heights not shaking him in the slightest as the rooftops were like a second home to him.
