Vintage's downfall

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The night sky was getting incredibly dark and Vintage was still at the plaza going in out and out of stores buying the groceries and essentials he needed; because he forgot to do so beforehand battling and it was a miracle the stores were open.

So when going back he had two big bags of food and whatever else Omega told him to buy earlier before. That was no challenge, because the weapon he had in his bag was bigger.

As he was walking past the plaza, he looked up at the sky. He saw millions of stars surronding the moon. Vintage barely ever been out of his house at night, thanks to his shameful fear of dark. But this time everything felt different. He enjoyed the pure company of the stars above as they sparkled.

But that sight was only temporary, he had to go back to the apartment. Omega would worry.

Omega worries about a lot of things and Vintage noticed that. The first time she did was when they were both really young. She was 7 and he was 6. They were both alone in the house as their parents had to go out for something important that blurried out from their minds so they don't know what it was but it scared Omega deeply and Vintage had to hug her to assure everything is fine.

So to make the situation better, Vintage decided to sent Omega a message he should be back home shortly. Unless, something utterly bad will happen, but he does not include that in the text. He powered off his phone to not bother about any notifications back.

He put his phone back to the left-side pocket of his jacket and walked back the alley to the apartment bulidings. It was cold and dark, so his vision was very much weak at this time.

The darkness made him a little bit scared, ashamefully. He heard footsteps noises coming from the pathway beside the branches. This wasn't great.

There is someone else here?  Vintage panickily thought. Everyone must be asleep or at home, though.

He turned his head onto wherever the sound came from. He saw a clear recognisable figure of a short inkling, they didn't look so terrifying. 

The inkling got closer to the pathway he was walking on. "Vintage!"

Vintage knew exactly who it was. "Double? Why are you still out?"

The sky was still glistening with stars that shone down on the earth, so the figure of his friend was noticeable. Vintage didn't know whether or not to feel suprised, shocked or suprised that his friend is still out during such weather.

Double was wearing his shades, his jacket and his shoes like he just came from the battles, but that was hours ago. He had his splattershot pro on himself. He was smiling like mad, for some reason Vintage couldn't knew. 

"You watched our match, right?" Double spoke, but continued his question. "Do you think we did great?"

Vintage looked at Double, who was standing close to him. They were nearing the apartments but he didn't want to go home yet. "It went fast. You guys did excellent."

They both took the benches to continue their conversation. Double of course being ecstatic about everything that happened and so was Vintage. 

"Thanks!" It is noteable that Double liked the compliments. "Don't tell me you did solo again..?"

That wasn't too hard to answer to Vintage. "Of course. I don't have a team yet but..."

Double looked at him, yearning for a reply. "But? What do you mean?"

A silence followed as Vintage thought on what to say. There was a chance that Skull might decline their idea. He didn't want to high up Double. 

However Double's stares at him were screaming impatience. So Vintage knew he had to explain.