Vince

Blondie

"Was my video not good enough for you to finish?"

I stared at my screen like I was hallucinating. I didn't realize this website had the option to speak to other users, and upon further investigation, I learned that there was even an app for it too. In the time I was learning I didn't bother sending a reply.

"Oh no I finished," I sent before I realized how it sounded.

A few minutes later a ping from my phone led me to the message that said, "That is my job after all."

"How's your friend's penis?" I asked.

"I wish I had no idea. I think he's okay but I prefer not to ask," Vince replied.

"Well I haven't seen any of his videos so I don't know how it looked before the accident," I said.

"We all edit our own videos to try to avoid looking at each other's junk for too long so I don't think I remember what it looks like before the accident either," Vince said.

"How'd ya know it was me?" I asked.

"Well the name obviously gave it away," Vince said.

"That was the goal," I replied, feeling the conversation start to fizzle.

"So would you mind asking your friend a question for me?" Vince asked.

"Hannah? Sure," I replied.

"Ask if she thinks it would be a good idea to bring a girl into our group," Vince said.

I called out for Hannah and she came into the room, but before I could ask I got another message.

"Skype me so I can talk to her," Vince sent.

I turned on my computer and before I knew it Vince was popping up on the screen. Hannah nearly fainted at seeing him, but I'm sure if it was Julian she would've had a heart attack.

"Because you've made it clear you're a fan of my group's work, I was wondering how you would feel about us bringing a female into it," Vince paused, "And give me an honest opinion."

"Bad idea," Hannah said without hesitation.

"That's what I thought, but Kaleb suggested it and I didn't want to just shut him down," Vince chuckled.

"Also, do more black and white videos. You look best in them," Hannah added.

She left, but not before giving me a look like we would talk more about it later. She also only left because she likes a dramatic exit more than she likes a dramatic entrance.

"She is something," Vince laughed.

"I can give you her account if you want," I offered.

"Why would I want that?" Vince asked, looking genuinely confused.

"I figured you only contacted me to talk to her so I was going to make it easier for you." I shrugged.

I heard Vince draw in a long breath, "Your username did make it easy to figure out who you are, and I would have no clue what Hannah's info is, but that's not why I contacted you."

"Please tell me you aren't trying to recruit me." I winced.

"What? God no, I," Vince had to take a moment to calm himself down from laughing too hard, "I don't need an amateur. Thanks though."

"So why then?" I asked.

"My curiosity got the best of me. Can I ask why you were sneaking Hannah out of the hospital?" Vince asked.