Scott was meeting up with an old friend of his named Amanda, and Vincent was tagging along with him.
"Hey, Sc-" Amanda tried to say.
"No." Vincent interrupted. "Back, heathen!" Vincent pulled out a spray bottle from his back pocket and sprayed the female with it. "Fuck off."
"Vince, I can't take you anywhere."
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PurplePhone /Jeremike Oneshots and Prefrences
FanfictionThis book is mainly going to be focused on JereMike and PurplePhone, but may also feature some other ships as well. [Requests are open] [Slow/ inconsistent updates b/c I'm unprofessional]
