Vincent

*As you lay in your bed, the silence is deafening. It's broken by the sliding of your window and the sound of someone climbing in. Vincent slips his way inside. He's wearing a gray nike hoodie that fits him perfectly and black baggy cargo jeans with his black and gray jordan's to put the outfit together. His hood was up, pushing his hair in front of his face more than it usually was. You notice the chain necklaces and silicone bracelets that he typically wore.